trapped behind two masks,
we’re at the pandemic’s will:
all screens. no faces.
And Tears
choices
Biked
a small redemption
when the pieces fit in place
so rarely perfect
Is This for Me?
searching for pieces:
a tedious endeavor
solved best by box bed
2021 Inauguration
only blue today
as we hope for a future
better than our past
(Im)permanence
this choice will break me no matter what i decide. so i should decide.
(Re)solution
ironic notice
as the words come flooding in
(yet i can’t stop them)
no. i had no plan.
no plan for any of this.
(nor a solution).
How Should I Live?
like La Reina
finding comfort in each space
no matter size; sun
It’s Been a Year…
and the wheels still spin
and we try and wish and blow
and hope for a change
Twenty-Twenty-Ski
a solo ski start
best way to begin a year
powderful hope
Christmas Roulade
rolled in this meringue:
apples, mascarpone cream,
burnt honey. ’20.
baked in this Roulade:
my student’s home-raised hen eggs
ready to be whipped
folded in this bake:
some precious moments of peace
so hard sought, well earned
masked in this meringue:
a year of bittersweet loss
melted into joy
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