This is the new me
the me without you
which is taking time
to get used to.
Continue readingWhat on earth happened?
You had to adjust and regroup
when you were doing your thing
following your normal routine
then change messed with your OODA loop.
Continue readingLet me share my horror tale
and this is no allegory
about my time in purgatory
the details I will surely curtail
about leaving the airport in Fort Lauderdale.
Continue readingAsk me where I was Monday
and nonchalantly I’ll say,
“Zip lining in the trees with much luck
somewhere in the Dominican Republic.
A perfect way to spend the day.”
Continue readingHave you ever felt the ocean
rock you with its calm lullaby
while the moon is high in the sky?
The natural rocking motion
is better than a sleeping potion.
Continue readingFriday night in a hotel in Fort Lauderdale.
Now I can scratch off Florida on my ‘Been there’ map
even if I only saw a teeny part.
It counts.
Of course it counts.
A little bit counts, right?
Continue readingRemember the hearts
that never quite fit in.
No warm welcome.
No home to come to.
Not for lack of trying.
Continue readingYou stopped me in the hall
and kindly asked, “How are you?”
We enjoyed our conversation
until your foot came into view
and I watched it flip the rug.
But what was unimaginable
is you left it flipped up
like some kind of animal.
Continue readingI tried so hard to be good.
But that just never did take.
Mischief I could never forsake.
I gave up doing what I should.
Instead, focused on what I would.
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