Waiting for the Storm

Drowning in throat coating dust dragging deep dry breathes thick through burning nose down into dry lashed lungs on arid August afternoons with lawn long gone brown the sandy soil scorched naked wind whipping up small dust devils plastering particles of sand to sweat soak on skin exposed to reddening low slung searing sun and […]

Xeric Reign — A Poem to Help You Appreciate a Rainy Day

Drowning in dry dust deep rasp-like breathes burning beak and trashing throat to point of closing on rainless August afternoons with lawn long ago browned the soil, mostly sand, naked to hot high pressure front winds whipping up small dust devils in bare fields that plaster particles of sand to sweat soak on skin exposed […]