February 8, 2023
February 1, 2023
Pastoral Suite, is a wonderous poetic movement through each season of the year, as well through the seasons of one’s life.
February 1, 2023
Her gaze was as uncertain as her every step. And although the moon was bright and the stars graceful, no one seems to notice…
January 28, 2023
Oh, Muhammad ﷺ my love for you is infinite!
If I could rewind time, I would make my way to you.
My love for you is not like a wildflower
that blooms precipitously in a few days or hours;
January 25, 2023
I’ve forgotten
so many things.
I’ve forgotten how
to say “eleven”
in Spanish and
where I laid my phone…
January 21, 2023
January 16, 2023
Coaxed by the garish sheen of Versailles gold that’s coating the near horizon, I take the day’s final hour out walking with no assurance of return.
January 9, 2023
January 7, 2023
January 4, 2023
We don’t remember light. We remember
the dark. The cruelties; the misgivings.
We remember winter and fistfuls
of ice, like cold salt tossed in a face
with contempt, a form of shunning, bitter
the gesture; the censure of wind and snow.
December 31, 2022
But last year's collision showed us;
we'd run into a t-section.
Both heading away from each other,
both missing important signals.
December 25, 2022
For a very good reason
in this cheerful season,
every wish can come true.
And the little mouse whispered hope
upon the bright Christmas star…