Trish BarnesNothingtown.Statues missing arms and heads guard the city hall. Empty flagpoles mark the yards. The streets are worn-down promises. In the alleys…Aug 18, 2015Aug 18, 2015
Trish BarnesSince time beganOne of my earliest memories is of making a conclusion from a sequence of thoughts.Jul 4, 2015Jul 4, 2015
Trish BarnesGroundOutside, just a window and some way-back branching of evolution between us, a mule deer roots at the butt of the apple tree.Apr 7, 2015Apr 7, 2015
Trish BarnesJonesing for a dreamMy cat dreams. Your dog dreams. Babies dream.Feb 25, 2015Feb 25, 2015