Despite my darkest
moods you reach out, take my hand,
and lead me toward hope.
Friendship
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On cutting off long hair
Strands layered, length chopped,
I change, shed years, fears, regrets.
Why’d I wait so long?
Nostalgia
She cried at the film’s
end, remembering how much
she’d once loved the book.
Afterwards
We discuss the soul,
ponder death’s postlude, then choose
the happy ending.
Upon reading the work of a great writer
Breathless, punched in the
gut seeing language evolve,
my own words falter.
Mortality
That first brush with death
shook loose her confident grasp
of all she held dear.
Mike’s death
Liked by all, no one
knows why he veered off the road
toward eternity.
Two hours of sleep
Eyes red focus shot
totally worthless but I
still need that paycheck.
Stocking shelves
She spent the day in
aisle 6, cold flu remedies,
wellness boxed, bottled.
Dizzy
Why his head spins he
doesn’t know. Vertigo’s made
the world hell’s fun house.
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