Withdrawal

She hates her friends at
the moment. They cling, their needs
crowding out her self.

After school

Anyone can see
she’s depressed. Crashed on the couch
sleeping beauty dreams.

Following

My need to be first
makes me sweep away footsteps
that precede my own.

Scarred

The third degree burns,
generated by love that
intense, never heal.

Balance

Juggling emotions,
we catch happiness with one hand,
sadness the other.

Garage sale

Drive two hours to help
two elderly parents sort
their life, then price it.

Reach

You are only as
good as you trust yourself to
be. Therefore, trust more.

Possibility

What we wish for shines
brightest when out of reach. Once
grasped, its luster dims.