Wabi-sabi

To possess few things,
humble in beauty and worth.
Such simplicity.

Unseasonable

mother nature’s miss
taken october for jewel
eye’s endless summer.

Transformed

Foggy days. The shroud
of mystery that veils our
ordinary lives.

Midnight

Home from the party
they’re luminous like fireflies
settling down to sleep.

The director at 17

Their lives loves failures
all source material for
future film projects.

JH’s birthday party

With no school Monday
so much high drama surrounds
turning seventeen.

Refused

It’s the quiet ones
you have to watch out for when
they don’t get their way.

Can’t sleep 2

Switching to vampire
office hours. In bed past noon.
I write without light.

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.