Penelope

come find me

by the backyard forest

and let’s embark

on one last adventure

with no map,

no goal,

no end.

Semester 1

I.

Sudoku from the New York Times 

Stays open on our computers.

One holds a tennis ball in her right hand as she talks,

From the day you were born I loved you unconditionally. 

I loved you every second, of every minute, of every day. 

When you were born, I was reborn alongside you. 

The house was empty without her. The kitchen was robbed of laughter. Our room had stolen comfort. Nothing was the same. She was my everything.

Fall

You are still, but the bright trees around you shake. 

Colored leaves fall onto your surface.

The wind howls, but you are calm. 

I never realized

There was a big difference between

Being in love

And loving someone.

Not until you came along.

I’ve come up with an idea.

I call it

The hole of love.