what’s more beautiful—
this red, water-begging dawn
or my daughter’s grin?


each touched by showers
so desperate to soothe our souls
from this hellfire

what’s more beautiful—
this red, water-begging dawn
or my daughter’s grin?


each touched by showers
so desperate to soothe our souls
from this hellfire

zucchini tonight:
soon to be my life story–
sweet stuffing, hard shell


ten minutes of rain
won’t wash away the fires
in mountains, in souls
water still as ice
while wildfires choke sky
with climate change breath


oldest in college
(concurrent enrollment win)
(can remove spiders)


youngest wants hair cut
just in time for her birthday
my new career–ha!)


only this sunrise
shaped by feared wildfires
could make these strange scenes




how couldn’t you love
living amongst these sunsets?
set by fire, love.


you’ll never see light
like these Friday night lights, love.
you’ll see handlebars.

we win with bike lanes.
with the illusion of truth.
with blue skies and heat.

Zoom meeting hell day
computers that will not work
need zucchini love


Zoom meetings drain me
but how sweet these tomatoes
and basil, with love

cucumbers are here!
and what better potatoes
than purple, from home?

