I AM MADE of many doors:


falling through water


—white arrows

on painted lichen


—tracks in snow –

pine marten? squirrel?


little snow hands


(Can I say they are

“like” my hands?

”    “my” hands


.  .  .  .  .  .  .


: Skeins of wool

fall through my fingers

I knit a sheep house, I knit

a sheep house for my body


beautiful body


entered, entering


Photo By: Andrew Feicht