Ate bad stuff. Gained weight.
Hate myself. Still, I think, There’s
always tomorrow…
Over the holidays
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Category Archives: winter
On a cold winter’s night
Kitchen windows fogged,
oven-baked chicken is the
scent of homecoming.
San Diego
Shivering at the
airport. Colder than O’Hare.
Turn back, refund flight.
Depression
Bright summer days no
friend to sadness. Solace lies
in winter’s dark chill.
Stocking shelves
She spent the day in
aisle 6, cold flu remedies,
wellness boxed, bottled.
Snow blind
Spiraling flakes, like
small hands opening wide, feel
their way down to earth.
Last day of the year
Where did they go? Wake.
Eat. Work. Pay bills. Each the same.
Days blink by, all gone.
Hint of spring
Earthy smell of fresh
mud awakens winter-dulled
senses like coffee.
Early daffodils
Like green periscopes
tiny shoots peer from muddy
beds searching for sun.
Tapping maples
Stark trees hide flowing
sap like a dormant love that
awakens in spring.
a haiku a day 