Small Notions

By David Woods

My poetry, right here, right now. And like, you know, my thoughts and things.

By David Woods on Fri, 13 Jan 2006

Souls swimming in the shallows are not always protected from the sea.

By David Woods on Mon, 05 Dec 2005

So this is my body at full pelt, the crust cut away to leave only swollen grains. This is my flesh, baked stone dead in clay ovens.