Bigger and Better

trading pennies in
 for dollhouses and keurigs…
 girls know how to win!
 

My Size Now

fourteen already?
 (just as long to be a mom)
 may as well be grown
 
 and what a beauty
 with a keen eye, a big heart,
 hope for tomorrow
 
 rests in those hazels,
 that awkward pubescent grin,
 prepared innocence
 
 

This is All I Have For Now

Hope for today: a new student came to my advisory. A Syrian refugee who has been here for 20 days. He could not communicate very well in English, but another newcomer from El Salvador who’s been here for a few months was able to help him with signs and support. He also took pictures on his tablet of everything I handed out and was able to run the words through an app that translated the words to Arabic. And, through the tablet translation, proudly told me at the end of class that he speaks three languages: Arabic, Turkish, and Kurdish.

I wonder what else he has stored behind those questioning eyes? I can’t wait to find out. And I’m so glad he made it through the Trumpocracy.

#standwithrefugees #standwithimmigrants

Cookie Rays

sun shines through winter
 warming our corner booth sale
 with childlike joy
 

Light the Flame to Start the Fire

when the blue burns through
a cloudless winter lunch stroll
with wilting climate,

when the Man burns through
a seamless presidency
to bring turmoil,

when cookies burn through
the endless Thin Mint requests
as yet unfulfilled,

we must burn both ends,
light the way to heaven; hell;
until truth burns through
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Heart In Time

day’s small victories:
 video discovery,
 love hearts updated
 
 (these little remnants
 of jam-packed, drama-filled day
 make my heart smile)
 

Replenish

best friend reunion
there is never enough time
to really catch up

but to see them play
just like when we were children
(reliving our dreams)

(I Made the Drinks)

 PJ Valentine
 with surf and turf from my chef:
 that’s how we do it
 

Sails Up

rough waters ahead
 but my blue sky school background
 will keep us afloat
 

Ban HIM

he threatens the court
 not understanding his loss
 as if we’re blind fools