September travel?
we can learn geology
and visit arches
we can buy peaches
from the orchards where they’re grown
relishing their juice
yet COVID follows
with at-capacity parks,
a shut-down ghost town
my motto follows:
be prepared. pack sushi, fruit.
drive towards the sunset.
find the world’s curves
where the sky clears away smoke
and we can just. breathe.
they are my world
even if they hate me now
(these teen years will pass)
the day’s best ending
no matter what kind of day
cold, creamy, perfect
my paper artist
finished her first high school art
with paper and paint
a small but huge goal
to exercise every day
for a solid year
the garden goes on
far into September nights
when i make salsa
and another quiche
made by my girl while canning
consumed my evening
fall aspens: golden
it’s worth the annual drive
and finding our path
small measures of growth
found in homework submitted
and cut junipers
could we win it back?
the country that we have lost?
trimmed, but at what cost?
i just want waffles
covered in candied berries
not today’s bad news
a boy of few words
so happy for a costume
(his childhood lost)
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