She would just get it; I would make a joke thinking I’d swaddled a kind of magic and her laugh scattered the…
Whittle down the moment with sepsis self-loathing.
We’ll wait you out.
Tell us how the arcs and beams break expectations.
Sand and grease through the gears
Somehow from the grooves
of a thin black hole
Smile!
Don’t tell me
to smile
As we plunge into a Donald Trump presidency — and compassion grows so paramount — one of the…
Love, a word, only a joke
in being a step ahead, ready,
What do the storied pastels of
sunset truly offer,
“Okay: the download.”
The river, it never slowed.