I am a piece
one little piece of many.
Put us together
we can be quite pretty. Continue reading
I forgive you I practiced.
I forgive you I rehearsed. Continue reading
Come home, angel, come home.
You said,
“This halo is heavy,”
so you took it off
and gave it back to me. Continue reading
I can’t control the rain
but I can control taking an umbrella. Continue reading
I prayed for wisdom
and immediately did something foolish.
Were my words wasted?
Was my prayer useless? Continue reading
She was sick to be sure,
old age had crept up on her.
But none of those ailments
held grave’s particular allure. Continue reading