this space of Infinite.
Confident.
Courageous.
this space of Infinite.
Confident.
Courageous.
that comes with the territory
of starting something new
are printed in my poetry
I quote you
when I don’t even mean to.
I, miss, you,
and I don’t know
what
to-do
with
that.
he rode the fork lift like a motorized scooter
his flab jiggled to the rythm of the cobblestone sidewalk
that butterfly was just
hitten
by a car!”
– boy in childhood, sunny fall day
sometimes you don’t realize
you’ve been living in winter
until spring smiles at you,
laughs up into the sky
and reminds you to let your hair down
crumbs
crumble
from the
crumb
to give importance to someone
are too heavy for my fists
if there will be hurt
let it come
i will try to walk
with my palms held
a little more open
each day
how much you’ve changed
until you go back to a place
you once called home