k-na-s-go-wa

outlines
in the grass from
where the canoe once slept...
in the next dream the heron, too,
has left

The Place Where It Started

We still 
wear our face masks
on the subway to work.
        No one talks or pretends this is
        normal.

January Valentine

maybe

it's the roses,

or maybe it's the wine;

sometimes everything just seems to

align

Day One

the new 

journal filled with

dreams, goals, and washi tape

I hope there's more magic in this

marker

Full-Length Yearbook

pain is
the old friend you
never wanted to see
at your high school reunion in
spiked heels

This Does Not Define You

the shock
of a late-stage
cancer diagnosis
wind torn leaves holding on despite
the odds

Greetings

godspeed
lately lateness 
meets late in desolate--
attachment disorder--just say
you're fine