on the edge















she finds comfort in routine
the ebb and flow
the rhythm
of  everyday
even when it’s rough

especially when it’s rough




begin again







“i don’t pay attention to the
world ending.
it has ended for me
many times
and began again in the morning.”

~ Nayyirah Waheed











she once made me a rag doll
with a mop of yellow yarn hair






spring cleaning





she lays it on her bed
runs her fingers over the delicate spring flowers
green and gold
in the warm sun


while driving to the Salvation Army

she imagines


will be a better fit