Two Cafe con Leche’s she requested, In the thickest Dominican accent. Her skin the same hue when the liquids collide patting down her breast, then sides Her brown wild eyes connected with mine panicking “dos dólares” the worker replied I slide the five-dollar bill still…
Category: Miscellaneous
Unseen (Prompt 2) 2021
Levitating painted gold a wonder to behold, Street performer yet metaphors Supports inside confuse Beneath the blanket below Inside the clothes Supports tangible yet unseen, How we do indeed hold up.
Hour Two – I Must Be the Roman God of FOMO
Have you ever watched Aurora’s morning ritual? How she flings herself across the sky to bring us the sun? My morning ritual consists of flinging My index finger through social media. One app after the other. I wonder how this brings me light. …
Hour Two, Image Prompt
Reflective Angry words flew between my love and I, propelled me away from our shared space, stomping my way to our kitchen, red fury in my eyes and black thoughts in my head as my hands filled the sink with stacked dirty dishes and boiling…
The dog
“Dog” “dog” “dog” Dog across the street. Dog next to the stroller. Dog in the book. “Dog” “dog” “dog” Dog on the TV. Dog out the window. Dog on the junk mail. “Dog” “bye” “dog” Got a new word, But he wants the dog. “Dog”…
Walking My Human – Part 2
Walking My Human – Part 2 Guys, grab the leash and slap it around your human. Get outside now! There’s a plethora of tasty treats Just outside your front door! They are called ci-ca-das. They are crunchy on the outside, Soft and chewy…
Hour 2: The Joy of Unseen Things
Love, that swells the heart to the point of bursting, yet never breaks, only fills Trust, both given and received, knowing a person’s heart as closely as your own Hope, that radiates intentions of a better tomorrow, that the next generation will do better than…
Coffee and Change
Midnight cups Around the clock Talking about How it was How it is How it’ll all be behind us One day Between sips Of night And French Vanilla cream
Kindness of strangers-9am
Kindness of strangers-9am I’ve been walking all night trying to find the right spot no- the perfect spot. this will do, as I climb up intent on this- mission I’m on no one will care two quick swipes hard enough to draw the crimson…
Zen and the Art of Running
Alright, I have little experience on what zen and running mean together other than a new age catchy phrase to sell something. I meditate sporadically, am not a Buddhist, and stopped jogging several years ago when my body said enough. Of course, I have read…