you will never see
the pain behind this smile
never see it. please.

you will never see
the pain behind this smile
never see it. please.

my newly groomed pup
with his new shovel squeak toy
my baby’s so cute


trying to win grins
(dinner, Hamilton tickets)
to fight her sorrow


two days after snow
it’s like it never happened
(wish life were this way)

the handwriting curse:
ten thousand miles, no school.
what can they learn next?

i didn’t want to
but you made me find beauty
beauty in the snow

Ukraine in a box
looking out at the world
hoping for escape

find the olive branch
between the blurred winter limbs
until you have you have peace


Colorado cold:
always room for a cycle
of moons or tires

we have found our box
not perfect nor expensive
yet perfectly lit
