October 21, 2017

morning light
those first few seconds
of forgetting

for C.R., in memoriam

October 20, 2017

quick brush of her lips
against the back of my neck
waxing crescent moon

October 19, 2017

gaps amongst the leaves
I carry my blanket
around with me

October 18, 2017

fleeting hawk shadow
our back yard garden
has never been this still

October 17, 2017

even your outline
calls me back to myself
trees against the night sky

October 16, 2017

out of shape
no matter how fast I am
this fruit fly is faster

mist turning to rain
the feeling of her absence

for C.R., in memoriam