Writing

Man at desk with black birds
["Asgardian Seagulls," digital art by cedar, YWP]
  • Watch faces

    I talked with this third grader on the bus

    she asked to see my watch face. 

    I showed her and said, 

    "this is me and my boyfriend at a concert we played

    at the Flynn"

    are you still in love?

  • Girlhood

    The girls,

    the little kids on the bus, 

    switching seats and grabbing friends and TALKING

    loud and jarring

    life is joy, to them,

    life is play.

    I want them to stay there.

  • What is left

    [This is a reposted edited version of a previous poem of mine.]

     

    when all we have is spent–

    what will we have left?



    people once before us–

  • Happy Ending

    When I look at you,

    the world feels like it finally chose the right ending.

    No scripts, no staged lines,

    just two hearts learning their way through the same story.

    You don’t need crowns to be royalty.