Pictured Above: The Monsterrat Mountain Range with the Virgin of Montserrat Monastery Photo Source: Wikimedia Commons Montserrat On Montserrat you are listening. Mountain the winter of some dormant beast’s coat, all dips and shallows will you higher. There is no voice in your head, nothing to tell you of self. In the wait for someone to speak, the air about your ears grows thick and Montserrat silence sucks blood from your ear. Crags of birds curve for the hermit cave of your skull. Chapel...

Photo Source: Pixnio Sunset A dredging of the past, sky holds the steeple forth across the river, where we lived buried. Slowing towns bereft in shadow, but not your hand in mine, your warm blood. While we have the golden land of this sunset, it is already night where you are. Ellipse Outside of the streetlamp circles, swathed in night your black dress pulses, red flowers crawl up its sides. Elliptical you called the feeling, placing it forever on the tongue, naming what was just out of...

Photo Source: Wikimedia Commons In-Flight I see you from the airplane window, waving across pitch plain, stranded in some blank desert I could cross and leave no sunken shape. Where you’ve been hiding– above the clouds, just this side of darkness, roused by the steady blink of a wing light, disappearing into the burgeoning horizon. Rio Instances The shock of continents. Film over the eye, the steam of Rio De Janeiro. Airport tannoy drips slow evil. Currency on short loan. Gringo...