Tag 365 Collection

toes dipped in cool water,
my hair wisping in the breeze.

crushed by squirrels running
after each other's tails round and round

The leaves like wrapping paper
              Hollow sound of the wind swelling

Thought I was an optimist but I just watched a video with myself
and can’t stand the inflection of my voice

Everything is new to the touch
New friends, new skills, new world
Little fingers, little feet, reach to feel

vigorous, the electric bulge beats
against the screen, wings intent

We fought long about the piano, what to do? How do you get it up the stairs and out?

The sun is nice today. Soothing rays, raspy cartwheels whisker

the Sun only rises for the rich. I suspect this because I ride the bus early

Her fortune read, “You will travel to many exotic places,”...