saturn's moon aliens are just like us

i fall down roan mountain, again

gone before the solstice

first love in livingston, montana

past tense pastoral

all roads go north

coming home for the census

there's no 2nd generation 101

oceanographer's lullaby

enter:light

obituary for mary

myth-fish in xanadu

there is nothing magical about longing

along the ghost highway

poem for litchfield beach and my grandfather's smoking habit

post-hysteria

love poem to the gastroenterologist who will diagnose me

2 sides: reclamation & resurrection with my mother