dashing through the rain,
dashing through the rain,
heart captured between a wet
hand on my waist and
avenue a, under our
red umbrella, two as one
.
20170708:0646
y
perhaps the option
perhaps the option
of having options is an
illusion, mapped out
.
20170707:1733
y
after dodging for
after dodging for
some time, the heart no longer
becomes sticky, the
mind catalyzes without
prompt, the meaning gets lost
.
20170706:2238
y
melancholy makes
melancholy makes
minute explosions within
the heart, when unplucked
.
20170705:2320
y
just before bedtime,
just before bedtime,
fireworks –
i press down hard
on these pages so
that the memories
will keep,
as a reminder
or a suggestion
for future summers
.
20170704:2340
y
apple of my eye,
apple of my eye,
we are changing and staying
the same, love sculpted
.
20170703:0757
y
in the swollen nets
in the swollen nets
of summer, we were meant to
catch one another
.
20170702:2001
y
