Untitled My favorite time to go to the ocean is December. No tourists clogging up the streets, RVs parked in the accessible parking spots. There is finally enough room to lay out a blanket for me and my thoughts. Spend the day under a grey…

O hopeful dawn what you’ve gifted me The rain chased sadness to the sea The sun prods me with smile tenderly As I dodge demons in dreams darkly Shining window lures me fast away I rise with courage to slay the grey