March 2024

Welcome, dear somanauts. Let’s go on a journey together. And as we get going, we’ll think about ways in which we can protect ourselves, and prepare ourselves for our journey. And to do this, I invite you to take a breath, in your nest where you are right now,

reveals itself in retrospect. Unlike the first,
whose March arrival bade you gasp, hands clasped,
like a child actor instructed to show joy, when the last
departs for points south, there’s no telling,
and no tell. Well, so what? You know their cycle.
In August,...

hand, milk, mama,
in that order in
the shape of a Hand—

          a square in the bucket a
          corner in the square
          clang tin a shiny song—

pink cup, coffee, urn,
in that order in
the shape of a House—