Peter Jastermsky

leaving the woods before dusk I wonder where the lost souls go with no light to lead them * * filling a bag with giveaway clothes nearly...

last dandelion barren field your golden head sets seed how we still way past youth a sudden burst of joy blow you away long and deep a...

passing the urn alien contact meeting yourself after transcendence another round rock exchange taking nothing for granite of storytelling...

the way they rest brief layover a stream stops at the bank before they roll gazing pool a quick glance at the future dew drops down the...

spring break new cracks in the ice rogue wave pouring over past grievances trading insults a love of negative numbers pausing the sky...

invisible hoaxes not all see it this way parachute cord trees catching his eye text ricochet waves of loose grammar a cartoon of old...

failure to launch fortune telling a hexagram fudges its lines the coffee grinds secret life how fast a rumor travels to a halt coming to...

inner child changing the lens all the flaws I thought were mine a younger self puddle jumper last year's pants won't measure up starts to...