You look great

Bright lipstick fools them
into thinking I’m well. No
“How do you feel?”

Body and blood

Ibuprofen my
food. Robitussin my drink.
Illness my altar.

Head cold

Snot blocked mucus jammed
sinus pressure. Every breath
a pulse of pure pain.

Reflection

Dressing room mirror
replaced by funhouse looking
glass. Not me in there.

Forced

Disappointment like
a kidney punch makes it hard
to smile through the pain.

Martin Luther King, Jr.

He had a dream but
his murder was our nightmare.
It’s time to wake up.

Face waxing

In a misguided
effort I peeled off half my
face and left the hair.

Online – the new paradigm

My fingers talk my
eyes listen my head makes it
up my heart hungers.

Chenay Bay – Fourth day, Christmas Day

Green Cay Marina
walk. J gets stung, M watches
A Christmas Story.

Holiday spirit

Like catching snowflakes,
this melts quickly from the heat
of a stressful month.