a working-mom quiche
with a Tuesday homemade crust
can almost save me
Soggy yet Tasty
a working-mom quiche
with a Tuesday homemade crust
can almost save me
stress
We’re All Ears
so like her black cat
always calling for her needs
hoping we’ll listen
My Middle
so perfectly dark
hidden behind black masks
and secret smiles
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Street Smarts
it’s a public street
they can’t tell us we can’t park
in an unmarked zone
rich white people suck
all the joy from their mansions
and spit it elsewhere
yet, we shall obey
for we’re mere public servants
who just can’t get home
how can one measure
twenty-five minutes a day
taken from our lives?
simple math, of course:
the same numbers measure how
we teach our students
it’s a public street
and we park on our soap box
with no microphone
Postage Paid
i want the cute cat
and not the cracked-up pavement
through the broken woods
Where to Begin?
my classroom awaits
a roster of empty seats
(only time will tell)
Teacher Tired
broken copier,
mushroom chicharrón tacos,
and this sad puppy
it's only Wednesday
of my first week back at school
and exhaustion wins
Bull-Hearted
like this worn-out dog
i have nearly given up…
yet, i’m a Taurus.
and so i garden
though it, too, is a failure
stolen by flowers
this year’s loss, in pics:
weeds and grass and tearing out
for one little heart
Road Trip 2021, Day Eight (A New Paddle)
carrying kayaks
down for a pup-and-paddle
oh the lake, the lake
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