You float in stars beneath stars poised on a still lake composed all of one moment alone. Would I be able to ride that stillness with you and hold stars within reach yet not grasp them? can I hold a light steady for whatever the…

Birthday rose the color of purity, or brand new, unused cloth diapers, (I remember those days so fondly.) The green leaves are the same shade as the grass my sweet husband mows. Standing as tall as 150% the height of the vase (I don’t really…

Green plastic lawn chairs on an iron-railed black-rolled roof converted to a balcony, green tennis courts diagrammed with white, chain-link fences radiating heat, concrete columns and lush, tenuous vines, two stone lions in repose, diagonally woven brick sidewalks brimming with tough green and I pay respects to sudden…