fact & fiction mingle

unfinished business
unfinished poems


leftovers for you

But I love your feet
only because they walked
upon the earth and upon
the wind and upon the waters,
until they found me.
-Pablo Neruda

the world is not without passion,
this I now know:

though I don’t know what built you

what flesh
what hands
what stones or mortar
what wombs or words

or which clockwork you run by,

but how am I to care?

you are as you are.

and I am at the mercy of your maker.