Photograph by Michael McPhie I am made of the elements; Hydrogen, oxygen, carbon, Like the endless expanse of the universe. My chest...

I step on a crunchy leaf.  And then another.  Moving deeper into the falling forest And the silence is broken  By the crackling rhythm.  ...

It is the coldest day Of the hottest year. I should feel relief, reprieve, A breath of fresh air. But instead I shiver and my breathing...