The Tree Savior

some rough beginnings

can end in the perfect way

for a perfect day

Tikka Masala for the Win

it is not easy

to replicate restaurants

alas, we shall try

this quarantine brings

a new love for my kitchen

(lucky to have it)

even Bruce ate it

without a single worry

(there was no curry!)

Closed Eyes

lost in her paintings

i want them to see beauty

but they just won’t look

Quarantine Scenario #437

hidden behind mask

is my sixteen-year-old girl

(her pandemic grin)

i hope to win her

with walks, drives, conversations

just like the old days

The Blues. For Blue.

every election:

because they are so diverse

urbanites vote blue

all it really takes

is a short conversation

with someone different

Concert-goer, 2020 Style

a small taste of truth

in every word of their songs

(i can watch from here)

What Is Left?

hours of phone calls

texts pleading in languages

i don’t even speak

setting up my room

with a yardstick and some hope

ready for today

social media

comments on our lack of space

(century-old school)

2020 wins.

after this, i just give up.

no one came to school.

to walk empty halls

without the student voices

cold. slow. loveless. death.

Democracy in Action

on this dreary day

plagued by plagues, wildfires

votes matter so much

Stand Still this Moment

all i need today:

my cooperative puppy

who just bit me once

because of the bone

i bribed him to sit still

he is now a Jedi

Road Rays

sunrise to sunset

with a step in history

to bring us back home