Hair stylist issues

Bad trim, worse blow dry.
Pitying looks from strangers.
Do I cut and run?

Ocean waves

I type in a dim
dark room listening to surf.
There’s an app for that.

Second city

Unlike cold New York
you smile, take in all comers
with your midwest charm.

Chicago skyscrapers

Though Burnham’s Folly’s
in New York, he saved his best
for his hometown dreams.

Buckingham Fountain

What naiad dances
in your pulsing, surging heart,
calling me to her?

Missing Chicago

City of Shoulders
Your fountains bring tears, your sky
scrapers pierce my heart.

Salon visit

She contemplates bangs,
a different color, hair
as reinvention.

Two actors eating lunch

Intense chemistry
onstage. In real life, silent,
eyes not quite meeting.

Deciding not to go to Junior Prom

“I just want to feel
pretty,” she says through her tears.
She already is.

Levenger

Trying to make work
indulgent, a nine-to-five
wage slave’s fantasy.