the voices and breath of past lovers and friends
together
like film seeking existence
an intrinsic art remains
in the story of your name

charming and strange
the history of the built environment
flooded with ways of being
generating visions, echoes and forms
to challenge the art of memory
makes a shift in the script

the last line of defense
because I remember differently
is a prayer in action
with technology undoing what the state did
tears when I forgot how to yield them

wearing down a way i find
winter snow falling sideways
yielding millions of tiny horizons
seeding a series of lives unrecorded

children separated
gathering together when
they find each other as adults
a brother here, a sister there
making mercy clear
and close in
our everyday

like so many we all represent a knowing
that understanding and our knowing doesn’t make it
into his-story.

At the edge of patriarchy there are fields
and galaxies far far away where reality has a sea of lives
with equal importance.