on the edge

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

rhythm

 

 

 

 

 

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
fresh
new
sparkling
green and gold
in the warm sun

 

while driving to the Salvation Army

she imagines

autumn

will be a better fit