
when you’re the family
go-getter, and yet you’re
a zoned-out mess.

when you’re the family
go-getter, and yet you’re
a zoned-out mess.

winter landscape
of barren trees & dry grass
warmed by a low sun

i look down to earth,
and wonder if anyone
is looking up

i stop, mid-run,
because this sunrise
will never repeat.

pink trumpet flowers,
in dense clustered spheres,
break up spring’s blue sky

high tide sweeps
around the beach rocks,
and then they’re islands.