not what i dreamed of
for our family vacation;
pretty all the same


you wouldn’t believe
how fire Kentucky is
sunsets, family, all


not what i dreamed of
for our family vacation;
pretty all the same


you wouldn’t believe
how fire Kentucky is
sunsets, family, all


Kansas welcomes us
for our pandemic travel
and his first crossing


this is our family
working through each glittered pic
and this quarantine


magic pupusas
like play dough for my nieces
home cooked by my son



side of garden leaves,
fresh cut perfect peonies,
beauty from our home

hiking out hurts us
(to face the world’s anger
instead of these trees)

from aspens to pines
peaks and creeks guide our soft steps
toward tranquility



the packing ordeal
of a backpacking journey
is so exhausting

for these quiet views
we walk into the forest
leaving all behind


(if only we could
forget the masks and all else
and escape this plague)

exchanging language
a small step brought by small girls
(the journey begins)

never would he speak
now he speaks: “You’re next, Ruby”
quarantine blessing

our mother’s birthday
with a masked botanic trip
through perfect gardens




summer cinema
(fun with Kentucky cousins)
all with just a sheet
