I miss early mornings in a hotel lobby before the building awakens.
I feel certain simple shamewhen reading the morning forecast orasking my smart speaker to…
What is the job of a firefly?
As the purple dawn calms like a large nightbird with starry feathersgone to roost, I…
As if this morningshould be anything more,I write lines about the soulflushed by dawn…
The neighbors’ new dog is growing. In just weeks the pup’s carriage is now buttressed by…
It may not feel like something extraordinary,your life —
At dawn light fastens itself again to the objects of my backyard,
The clouds this evening are heartbreaking, slowly moving toward their separation.
It is a strange moment in adulthood,like the rising of a different sunover the same horizon,
