katy
klassman
burst
pods and feathers
peaseblossom
swirl of poppies
a rolling stone
driftwood floating underwater
somewhere over new mexico
sunset
midday
sunrise
the grass is greener
the big dipper
cracks and crevices
winter
the great divide
graphite tributary
a calm wait
a time when I met luck at every turn
and the heart within me laughs
at their festivals
