Small Stone 10/13

Dragonfly

I look for her, my newest resident

Of two days, whose alien body has been

Splayed across a waxy needled frond of the sago,

like a six-limbed Kali in repose, third eye open.

Small Stone 10/3

Driving through a lane of broken shadows cast by about-to-fall maple leaves, 

Sunbeams beat on the windshield like a strobe light.