behind closed curtains
every American dream
stays hidden from view
what my students see:
cold-shouldered isolation
as their new welcome
(i walk home to lights
brightening the welcome mat
for all who enter)
Uncovered Territory
your statement blocks me
as cold as this ground cover:
fighting against spring
i want the blossoms
from the newly-planted trees
to save me from this,
to float on a breeze
of similar desires
that could bring us home
(not this gray fabric
stunting all life from below,
constipated spring).
i want soft petals,
lilting with the seasoned wind,
ready to escape.
Take a Bite
faith is found in food
connecting cultures, caring:
life’s love remedy
Coup d’Etat
who is this traitor
sitting in my mother’s chair
where we were once queens?
Checking Off
we could predict life
by list banalities
that make up our days
Seasoned
juxtaposition:
spring flowers versus bare limbs–
a climate matchup
trapped behind this jail
of untruths that fill our days
and weaken our hope
let’s let blooms be blooms
breaking through the glass ceilings
that trap us from truth
I Thought the West Was Left
never thought i’d hear
Ivanka in the west wing–
demagogue ruler
Game of Thrones
queens of the castle
reign over new recliner
cause cats run the show
Climate Reality
summer has arrived
and is melting all the snow
stealing our winter
Recovery
Percocet nightmare
worse than any surgery
(pain outruns nausea)
Step Write Up 