with two trips to Lowe’s
100 pavers, some mulch
we are almost done




with two trips to Lowe’s
100 pavers, some mulch
we are almost done




a curved contraption
has brought us to a standstill
of pure frustration


ground fabric in place
everything leveled, ready
500 pavers



pets like to make prints
on freshly-laid, level sand
yet he keeps at it



measure a circle
spend the morning cutting sod
and flatten the earth



it’s not fall here yet
because climate change gifts drought
(endless heat and sun)

yet, the trees persist.
they tell us what we don’t know
with perfect colors.



i have said it all
and i can finally move on.
that is all. check mate.
all i need today:
my cooperative puppy
who just bit me once

because of the bone
i bribed him to sit still
he is now a Jedi

October roses
shouldn’t still be bursting blooms
alas, climate change

arriving today:
my kids who text me daily
my kids, yes, my kids

did she read my words?
did she see what i just wrote?
alas, i’m tired

i want to see them
just as he does, biking there
in the midst of lunch

seeing their faces,
having a conversation
without this damn screen