It’s been rainy. I’ve been working. This morning though, the sun was out AND I was off work and so I headed out pretty early. Got coffee and even lunch on my way out of town and ended up wandering … Continue reading →
There may be one more. Or not. This was started in the wee-small hours. I appreciate all the visitors and all the poems that were shared by the April poets! The Last before May Why, April, are you so fickle? … Continue reading →
Can’t believe it’s almost over, since it feels like I’m about to fly Arms outstretched, as wide as I horizon line air and ground with the sun so warm in my eyes my head glows while my feet live in … Continue reading →
She came, needing to buy a replacement for something broken — accidentally, unfortunately, sadly — and then she began to weep, her husband, not dead six days would have known how to fix it how to do all those things … Continue reading →
(based on a real encounter. PS it’s hard to take hair selfies…) We Both Had Braids Like wow, that’s your real hair the young woman said, having admired the color and me, having noted hers orange and pink tones recalling … Continue reading →
Somewhere, deep inside, we can all fly.
