January 16, 2020

the curving slice
of a hawk cutting the day
before and after


January 15, 2020

I try not to smile
but we both know my fingers
will be cold tonight


January 14, 2020

wiper blades squeaking
as the rain dwindles away
umbrellas wilting


January 13, 2020

January 12, 2020

days that end early
knowing what it is to hide,
I lift my chin


January 11, 2020

how you look at me
light from the near-full moon
finding its way through clouds


January 10, 2020

baby pictures
remembering his head’s warm curve
as the moon rises


January 09, 2020

thinking of you
now that it’s too late to call —
memory’s limits


January 08, 2020