letting go
I fall
for you

light breeze
touches my skin
before the rain

secret Spot
I hide under
the Blanket

the sim
of myself
died from old age

pulling the plug
the light goes out—
my grandmother

hand-built porch
I see my old hide-out
from above

athlete stuck in
his glory days...
wheelchair.

falling deeper
into the blues
breath taking

after school
yet another exciting surprise
grandma’s house!

unpacking clothes
I faintly smell
home

home for the holiday
kicked out of
my room

day before Easter
I learn something
about my father

distant galaxies
all the things
I could've been

Easter family gossip
little do they know I’m
pregnant

rickety train
small children chip
the red paint

sitting on a big rock
pretending I am
the Little Mermaid

spring makes me
want a cherry blossom
tattoo

Barbies and 4 square
we shoot hoops
around them

the bakery is closed
I use mom’s money
to buy ice cream

the tree
outside Spanish class
finally bloomed

jacked up on Mt. Dew
pumped for a late night—
of research

sharing a bed
I wake up
to her screaming

backstage
singing her solo
slightly off-key

gasping for air
a crying girl
sucks her thumb

teammate’s cry
isn’t heard
tying run scores

Small Black Bug
       Flies into
His Open Mouth

I sneak away
to hear
your voice

dragonfly in the sun
I forget
I was getting the mail

in a maze,
the corn
stalks me

kissing her
my own
fairytale

helicopter seeds
my life spiraling
out of control

eyes closed
wishing she
was someone else

from shaking earth
and brown soil
a violet

backwards read
if sense makes
only this

trekking through
miles of snow
community service

easter sunday
inside my egg
a pearl

in the car
news for mom
hey, I’m g—

a lone bell
chimes under the voices
Merry Christmas

street corner bus stop
pregnant girl awaiting
escape

old oak tree
her fingers stretch out
a tiny ant

forever on my window
my love for you
frozen

cool breeze
blows over fond memories
of mom

stargazing
between the silence
he asks about chiggers

cool spring
through the sycamore window
swaying lace

warm spring breeze
making necklaces
out of dandelions

bamboo cutting board
slicing red peppers and
my finger

father-daughter talk
my fishing lure
caught in the moon

relaxing on a city bench
the impatient passerby
don’t try to understand

mixing bowl
pouring the salt
her tiny palm

broken friendship
slowly mended
through video games

at the zoo
the petting zoo goat
limps

new blooms
my little sister romps
in my old playhouse

hiding eggs
for the kids
I am the Easter Bunny

Easter morning
I rise
for bacon and eggs

birds greet the morning
waking up
still on the last chapter

joke interrupted by
call from home…
paralyzed

french quarter
the voodoo man beckoning
mine for a dollar

newborn calf
takes its first steps
in spring sunlight

against the blue sky
and the bare branches
tinkling bells