Walking Tree A Collaboration by Joni Caggiano and Mike Utley © 2026 sorrow whispers, a trail of antsvapors torpid, their sting savagememories choke, a riff on my sanitynight terrors open a door; I navigate this silence is not silenceit is the groaning of eternitythe synaptic death-throes ofwhat once made me human innate images, a stolen…
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My Collaboration With Mike Utley, “Walking Tree”, Now On Hotel Masticadores
Walking Tree A Collaboration by Joni Caggiano and Mike Utley © 2026 sorrow whispers, a trail of antsvapors torpid, their sting savagememories choke, a riff on my sanitynight terrors open a door; I navigate this silence is not silenceit is the groaning of eternitythe synaptic death-throes ofwhat once made me human innate images, a stolen…
”Arctic Hymns” Now On Hotel Masticadores
Arctic Hymns ornate, sea eagle, liberate God’s lapis lazuli skiesunfurl thy seven-foot wings for us this dayrise the spired scalp of acorns slice frigid, wintry soilmy fisherman of Kenai River rest from daily toil come with leathery hands to my rousing limbsnestle my steamy body as I sing my Arctic hymns sandy blonde hair lay…
My new poem “heaven” on Masticadoresusa
steering into stars sails brush indigo skies hearts flutter on boat drifting toward clouds tunnel summons us home silence is the language souls exchanging reflections, deep roots dancing is the love within the light that brings us to softness unsullied beginnings Please visit MasticadoresUSA to read the rest of this poem. Thank you everyone who…
“I Linger” Now Live on MasticadoresIndia
water wrinklesspeaking calmly to mewildly I hunt amid ageless cypress treesflooded with water, their twisted kneesdevour traveling fresh airbecoming yawning stalactitesat night, crimson embers fly skywardas fireflies graze between pinesepochs old as men eat flesh from elk To continue reading please go to MasticadoresIndia ( now called ChewersMasticadores ), please consider subscribing, sharing and liking…
My new poem “dance of spring” now live on spillwords press nyc
fairies dance as fireflies light the sky with magicwhippoorwills call lovingly to one another in blue moonlightdancing in sheer purple silk, my limbs reach toward starsyou watch with growing anticipationwe are lovers in a nightly woven paradisespring peepers are gifting their birdlike chirpsseeing your eyes glowing green in the candlelight, I stopsitting on your lap,…