vaccines could save us
(yet not from the ignorance
spread without needles)

vaccines could save us
(yet not from the ignorance
spread without needles)

rainy Mother's Day
(cantaloupe aches for planting)
my babies: plants, pets


self-portrait art show
for my two youngest daughters
sunflower, glass shine


first day of first job
(the best COVID milestone)
let us shed this slump

blooming badminton
(a few moments of teen peace
before bickering)

this side of the glass
has me trapped like a sad pup
just begging entry

the blooms of today
will disappear tomorrow
and it hurts. it hurts.


all i want today
is to watch the sunlight shift
on these reborn blooms


the blue-sky morning
can't capture a year of loss
(oh Lord, that sweet scent)

yet afternoon light
so perfectly shines rosy
(ends this hell-frost year)

you will never know
how perfectly blossoms bloom
after a cold spring

sometimes numbers lie
(yet, if you want to trade spots...
you might understand)