Coco

There are vintage looking posters in the windows

And they’re probably not old

But I’d almost believe you

If you said they were.

They’re next to organic candles

From the raspberry farm down the road.

Imagine if

Every book came with a key

A key that opened a door

Into the book

Into the worlds

That are your happy place

Escape from reality

Taken to a new level

The joy found in between the pages

Something that makes me stop and wonder is the thought that everybody sees the world through their own perspective.

The new year came in,

with bursts of light across the city scape,

like a flock of birds rising 

from the ashes of Phoenix's horizon.

We, and the cacti, watch the fireworks 

and cheer,