Structures unpick, ignore chores,
downtime, me-time
making time, ’tis Friday!
So Can I
The world is a happy place, they say,
Dare to be confident –
with all you’ve undone & made
yours without permission.
I’ve emptied myself,
I’m now ready to regain
That which I had sworn
never to reclaim.
City Places
If only we’d met in another era Of flowers and perfumes When you were all garden, Not just narrow ways. Now suffocating, choking. Yet you rewired, changed me, When I left to return.
Allow Me
Forever imbued,
With the black & white
Of love and loss,
Our joint grief-
Those wounds inflicted,
Bruise perfected.
Hudson upon the Hudson
Fractions of gray sky,
Lazy waters scroll by.
A mother, her daughter,
Observe, smile, giggle,
Contrasting the solemn geography.
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