Heaven Knows Her Better

Ave Maria dancing
in the Chevy window

we struggle
to meet your gaze

you wrote rainbows on the wall
shot through with holes

donned wild rags
of cowgirls in the saddle

like a glass angel
a pregnant pause

something winged
has vanished

she just called
to shoot the shit

all this west coast weather
nobody hated anybody,

I know
you’re trying to get above it

this island mountain
her heart shaped face

*Posted January 15, 2026