May 27


May 27


May 26


I'm standing
a fragment of the puzzle pieces of the world
clicking and grinding into place around me
while I stand
tattered jeans
paint splattered shirt
arms reaching for something that isn't there
I let gravity takes me
and spin me like a broken music box ballerina
around and around
until I am just a molecule
spinning out in the dusty star-lit atmosphere
I twirl away into infinity
without my piece of the puzzle
the earth trembles
and splinters into a torrential downpour
smearing the twilight of stars.


May 19


If life were an ocean
you'd be a bouy
Rising above the waves
If life were a beach
You'd be the young turtle
Crawling toward sun from her cave.

If life were a playground
You'd be the young child 
Inviting all to play.
If life were a sunset
You'd be the last light
In the melting sky to stay.

If life were a flower
You'd be the seed
From which beautiful things grow
If life were a forest
You'd be an evergreen
The one thing not hiding from snow.

If life were a pencil
you'd be the eraser
Who takes away the outdated and old
If life were a diamond mine
you would be
The singular piece of gold.

If life were a storm
you'd be the clouds
Who always rumble a warning
If life were a party
You'd be the only one
Awake to greet the morning.

If life were a music score
You'd be the first note
May 17

How to talk to teenagers

Look us in the eye
We'll look back if we are worth talking to.
If you just see the top of our heads
And our faces lit up by screens
Walk away.
Don't give up though.
Find another one of us who will engage with you.
Don't treat us like we're children,
listen to us as you would listen to someone you respect.
We know what we're talking about
And how to solve your problems
And we'll tell you
If you stop blaming us for what you did.
You think we're frivolous
But we have ideas to change the world.
We are the next generation
Of leaders and thinkers
But we can't lead if you won't hand over the keys to your castle.
The castle we want to rebuild into our home.
May 17


May 14


I believe in watching sunsets
And reaching your fingers up
Until you brush the sky
And have color stained fingers.

I believe in laughing and smiling
And being happy
To be alive in this moment.

I believe in spontaneous hugs
When you run up behind your friends
And just breathe them in
Holding them like you never want to let go
(you don't)

I believe in rain clouds
That stream across your fingers
As you stare at yourself in ripples of puddles
As your boots slowly fill 
Until they overflow.

I believe in speaking out
Until your voice croaks from over use
And the world is a peaceful place
And equality is expected.

I believe in writing.
Putting pen to paper 
Until your hand is cramping
But the waterfall of words spilling from your mouth
Is not slowing.

I believe in you.
Chances are I've never met you
May 12

Lies of the Sun

People have always told me 
That the sun is always above the clouds
And I squint to look
But I just see gray unforgiving clouds.

When I was younger,
I used to imagine that the sun was the rain.
It would drip like an overripe orange
And send liquid drops of light to dash across people's faces.
I imagined that the sun never left 
Just took on different forms.

But now that I'm older,
I know that the sun leaves.
The sun leaves when you're cold and vulnerable
When you're fighting against a tide
That keeps dragging you in and spitting you out.
When you tell the world your secrets 
And it laughs in your face.
When you're reaching for a person
Like a life preserver in a tsunami
But they keep twisting away 
In a wash of sea spray
Until you're choking on your own breath.

Don't try and convince me that the sun is always there.
It isn't.
May 09

Meant to Be

Someday you'll wish you hadn't left me here
The dark and dirty ground
You'll mourn me when you see your savior is the one who pushed me over
Don't worry. I'll forgive you
Just catch me at the bottom
When I'm gasping for breath
Breathe life back into me
I'm reaching for you
And when you look away
I melt into a far away puddle
That if you look into it
You'll see my tear-stained face smiling back at you
Because maybe it wasn't meant to be.
May 08