Friday, April 26, 2019


you will never have
a day like today
where the clouds tango
gently across the sky
and you will never have
a night like tonight
where the sun falls
into its rainbow-glazed bed
ask the birds
the flowers
the trees
if they pine for more
and they'll ask in return
with sweet curiosity
what is more

*Published in the first issue of glide (Wright Memorial Public Library)