Throw it to

The wind must be so
nervous -- even the bravest
keep cautioning it.

...

Water shapes the rocks.
The stones become your face. And
water is your shape.

It's there between people

I want to twist us
like Oreos and lick out
the creamy center.

suddenly, springs

menstruation. insects.
stoppage and growths. littering
swarms in the city.

...

Return the mailings
with all the right postage, please.
We must do our part.

New Plan

A defiant moth
waits for the flame to find her.
It works just as well.