1.) leaning in for a kiss,
i can taste the black pepper
in the red sand. what will i make
for dinner?

2.) i was more cautious when i found
that it was the hunting
and not the gutting that i despised
the most. i watched a slim button-buck
cock it's head in horror, this is the war
against the Pandavas he says,
i do not pause. i wonder who he will be
when he is human.

3.)
catholic nature tells us
that we are always unforgiven except
THEN;
little hands are better baked in the sun,
little pencil loaves of bread
unbought sticks
the twigs,
the mercy, oh
it refills.