Sunday, February 28, 2021


hold me upside down
count the reps and feel the burn
let me go. repeat.

Tuesday, February 23, 2021


take pause and look up
growth will take repetition
a covered pathway


hot skin, pink cheeks burn
sweat smell mixed with 3am
and sleep disturbed

Monday, February 22, 2021


wrapped up in light
incapable of feeling
for the door handle

Saturday, February 20, 2021


so we all want to
want a little attention
but not ask for it

Friday, February 19, 2021


don't open me up
crack the shell to see inside
it's all just dried leaves

Thursday, February 18, 2021


an endless scroller
desperate for some feel good
through the dirt and grass

Wednesday, February 17, 2021

drunk people should not try to make tea

at a party once
someone melted a kettle -
an electric one


on both feet today
two hips to the beat and back
the sun is shining

Tuesday, February 16, 2021


force yourself to stop
deep breathing in, out, in, out
and wait for the sun

Sunday, February 14, 2021


if he wrote poems
about your curves and edges
would that be creepy?


ate a burrito
i made out of leftovers 
for breakfast at noon


between lines between hot lips
overlooking snow


multiple layers
to combat temperatures

Saturday, February 13, 2021


morning with myself
a hot cup of tea with milk
And upset stomach

Friday, February 12, 2021


I say yes to the
torrent of emotion tied to
a diagnosis

Thursday, February 04, 2021

something I do

Someone told me to write
My too-big-feeling feelings down

On small bits of paper
And burn them or throw them away

As a way to see the big feeling, name it
Then let it go, let it evaporate.

Someone told me this is what she does.

I didn't want to burn my feelings
So what if I wrote them down

Or origami paper
And turned them into cranes?

I walked to the store from my office
To get popcorn kernels for my husband.

There's a particular kind he says 
Pop bigger and they weren't there

When he went last. 

On my way back to my office
I remembered the art store.

Walked in and bought
Two packs of origami paper

One with designs visible
And one just white.

The white ones are for painting
With water colors before folding

And I thought I wouldn't end up
Using the white ones at all.

So I fold a couple birds a week
All colorful and filled with worries.

This is something I do now.

Tonight someone passed away
And I found an important use

For the blank white paper.
A white crane sits on the dining room table.