Wait.
Do not underestimate
the power of a momentary
meditation on the sound of birds
in the evening. It isn’t too late.
Continue reading “Patience”Wait.
Do not underestimate
the power of a momentary
meditation on the sound of birds
in the evening. It isn’t too late.
Continue reading “Patience”Little one, see her walking,
See that she is strong.
Strong enough for heels or flats or boots, to stabilize
Dress or tights or pants, any size,
Eyes on the prize,
Little one, memorize
Continue reading “Strong”Each inhale, a slice of chill to the lungs.
Each exhale, a cloud.
Another inhale, we live on a cloud
made of exhales, with wind sneaking up the sleeves of our coats.
Continue reading “Breathe”(Prompt from The First Line. Check them out, they’re sharing some great work!)
I started collecting secrets
when I was just
six
years
old.
Continue reading “Secrets”Sometimes I feel as if the words have been
Dragged out of me, that they have pulled my hair
And boxed my ears and left me to scrape my face
On the pavement while they tower over
And count them one by one by one by one.
Continue reading “Words”