I see the head of yours kissing mine, these two toothbrushes, touching, laying side by side above the sink gives me hope of how they’ll...

Sometimes, on rainy days I want to sit still, resisting the lure of T.V. and phone screen and lean upon the windowsill long enough, until...

Here, where long fields curve and bees spread apart the fuzzy middle of flowers, where the loam is loose and dark, one seed has yet to...