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…