dear mother, happy birthday (near bears ear, ut) i think i am loosing my eyesight  DNA nuclear visiting a blind man,  his wife is cooking  their son is the guide of the nuclear tour water is not a mineral  ice is  all shamans are dead,  dogs dig their bones out of their graves what is silica how does silica relate to diatoms  diatoms are whale’s food diatoms are the invisible habitants of the ocean  this was the ocean  we are picking up oysters’ shells from the desert  –compression made oil –this universe is expanding  how volcanoes erupted, shaped the land…

dear mother, happy birthday (bears ear, ut) in conversation with agnes martin as she comes to me at night “tell me about madness” i say she cast her shadow and shadow spills out over  the mountains, she painted and re-painted “i came here to paint the mountains,  but my mountains looks like anthills” she said. she said “i am not a woman” writing letters to women  –wait, then make up replies from women