I can tell you that it’s some kind of broken heart you left me with, but I know it’s the dream-ending-type, the illusion-dissolving-type, hope flowing back to your new America while I’m back home. For all it’s worth: I loved it. I loved looking into your eyes even with some anxious energy in mine. IContinue reading “Ashes”
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Defining
Should I tell you how much I see in you, or have you seen it in my eyes, first? You sit across from me, six feet apart, yellow lemons scattered on the plastic pool between us. Your quick glance to the side when you’re thinking of what to say, when you realize I am lookingContinue reading “Defining”
So High
I stare at you up on that pedestal I’ve been building brick by brick, so brightly you glow, so quickly you show me I can know love by where my heart goes. So why I am the one who says hello and you who says goodbye? Only in the middle do we meet, eyeContinue reading “So High”
Chance
Tell me what you want, tell me what you choose, tell me why my heart sings when I look at you. It’s true…I want you whole. But you lead me on. You want to laugh, too. Friends tell me not to hold you higher than the moon. Are these crumpled up memories playing meContinue reading “Chance”
Maybe
Maybe my heart feels here, you there, and thinks, “some day?” Maybe it’s wrong maybe someday was yesterday and time isn’t coming back. Valentines for shits and giggles Brooklynites taking the subway at 2 in the morning, still procrastinating over moms’ lack of attention to birthdays, and holidays, and love. Commercially created or heart debatedContinue reading “Maybe”
Patience
What do you do when you want someone, right now, but cannot have them, can only reach out towards them, realize they want to reach, too, but, in the moment, cannot, will not, move? Do you call out their fault, remind them that they can always reach, that plans change, life happens? Do youContinue reading “Patience”
White Houses
When someone lives both near and far from your heart— where do you go, where do you start to make sense of that sense of loss, that sense of time passing like a train past white houses they have sat and waited, sat and, sat… I see Paul in a fresh tuxedo and his brideContinue reading “White Houses”
Hugs
A huger of the mind, a huger of the soul– “find that out about your surroundings” who is who? I have a friend who does both– take care of yourself, I need to connect on that deeper level I am grateful to have found a match, to find when I am not looking, to singContinue reading “Hugs”
Oh, heart
How many ways can a heart break? How many ways can it be seen? It’s different than being watched– that’s what they teach us (that’s what I’ve learned, anyway). They are watching me, all of them: walking, sitting, eating, drinking, readying themselves to be the same animal I am. But they don’tContinue reading “Oh, heart”
Trees
My back is strong like a piece of bark it has its edges but it is stable, it stands tall– it is stillness and silence and me. These elements of control have never been my friend. Illusive fears of loosing a self that I had forged by lack of force the word loss–Continue reading “Trees”
Reaching Joy 