
flip two letters
and prohibition becomes
invitation.

flip two letters
and prohibition becomes
invitation.

bunker on the beach
sends mixed messages about
trip tranquility.

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

ordered black coffee,
they brought a plate of cookies,
well-played, love won.

grass so thick & dry
that i avoid mere thoughts,
incendiary

the setting sun
paints an arrow on the sea
straight towards me.

of all things for which
“just a little is enough:”
1.) human beings

a boulder teeters
on a cliff face, awaiting
Wile E. Coyote