Her face fronted a
movement, a magazine. My
mind’s jaw drops in awe.
Sitting next to Gloria Steinem
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February 14 comes early
A stranger’s link love
Validation, valentine
all rolled into one.
Remedial
Computer in safe
mode like reading Dick & Jane
after War & Peace.
Misty mountain hop
Dawn the breath of a
new day paused when night exhales
sunrise dimmed by fog.
On distant shores
Sleep comes like a tide.
Evenings at home, we drift off
heads back, mouths open.
Oceanic Flight 815
Crashed. Met Tailies. Then
Others. Hatch blew up. Kate caged.
Got Lost about there.
Urban outfitted
Going to New York
City. I’ve bought black clothing,
black low-heeled shoes.
Forced
Disappointment like
a kidney punch makes it hard
to smile through the pain.
Theatre of the mind
Never read the play
before you see it performed.
There’s too much drama.
Toil and trouble
Cleaning is like con-
fession. You’re surprised by dirt
under the surface.
a haiku a day 