Poem: Just Dawn

  Just Dawn My window blinds squint out a slit of light. No one can tell the view from here but me.   I see the June cherry tree out there, on the other side holding bouncing chickadees that peck at branch aphids. I hear the roof-spine morning seagulls barking orders —when pushed off swiftly byContinue reading “Poem: Just Dawn”

Once

  Once   This morning I woke up angry.  Or perhaps just pissed at everything in general, which, as I write this, realize its pretty much the same as being angry, but feels better to type “pissed”.  It was my second wake up.  I had a wake up at 1 a.m.  I tried to goContinue reading “Once”