Some years back, over the course of a few months, Mike Montreuil and I co-wrote some tanka. We  traded prompts -- two-to-three very brief ...

summer string broken sign amid the garden debris Forget-M as if I’d become some wizened elder under the sunhat unruly silver curls ...

"Kiss" by Graela The Vague She of All the Volumes of Verse    All these things reappearing before her    seemed t...