quarantine café
ready for any work day
(insomniac’s dream)
Coronatine Cafe
quarantine café
ready for any work day
(insomniac’s dream)
stress
And Tears
trapped behind two masks,
we’re at the pandemic’s will:
all screens. no faces.
Puzzlegate
snow arrived today.
soft, slippery, it snuck in
and brought back this piece:
in the purple night
on our perfect patio
completion beckons.
Biked
a small redemption
when the pieces fit in place
so rarely perfect
Black Tuesday
a busted-lip morn
as i mourn this stage of life:
dry. unforgiving.
My Mythili
one day at a time
I’ll win back my little one
(no longer little)
Holding On
a soft Saturday
to soften life’s hard edges
with kindness and calm
Sludge
my life in a meal:
always trying for the pic
always missing it
January 6, 2021
my kitty comfort
is no comfort on this day
(day of infamy)
Snowpup
another failed day
ends with a quiet snow walk
(just let those flakes fall)
