Not a secret anymore, I guess.
why I walk early
Why I Wake Early
A poem suffused with sunshine. Part of the Memory Book Project.
Fall Back
Owl-light, and the upside of Daylight Savings. An original poem, with audio.
early morning in the wash
where the road runs out the depth of choosing begins
The Family
Two solid sorrel horses, and two spotted goats
Tara K. Shepersky 