a small redemption
when the pieces fit in place
so rarely perfect

a small redemption
when the pieces fit in place
so rarely perfect

that Denver skyline
always bright, ready to burst
these broken bubbles

just like real life
there’s always a missing piece
trying to snow you

searching for pieces:
a tedious endeavor
solved best by box bed

only blue today
as we hope for a future
better than our past

a busted-lip morn
as i mourn this stage of life:
dry. unforgiving.

even in winter
the creek’s reflection persists
(a skeletal view)

one day at a time
I’ll win back my little one
(no longer little)

a soft Saturday
to soften life’s hard edges
with kindness and calm
my life in a meal:
always trying for the pic
always missing it
