Her teeth are bared at the townsfolk

Is the color you see when you close your eyes.

it is only in the sleepless nights when my mind dreams of sunsets on the atlantic coast with a lighthouse

It has become physically impossible for me to cry.

I can’t imagine what it must feel like to cry

together.

Oh Gloria,

No matter the distance

She always gets through

maybe i wish i were the moon

it would give me

all the more reason

to bask in the sun’s light

predatory purgatory

sore wings beat upon clear sky

Winter comes like a quiet visitor, settling into the forest like it was an old sofa.

Ashes are the color of silence,

The taste of cracked leaves

i saw a movie you know

one you would've liked

On a teetering web-like swing, two children sit, legs swinging in the wind as if they are running through the sky.

I vaguely recall being first introduced to Venn diagrams in 2nd grade. My meager understanding of them still sits with me today.

From the moment you open your eyes

Till the time you shut the door and go to sleep

Boxing, a dance of power and grace,

A test of strength, endurance, and pace.