day 31; july
When I was a little girl—though I can't remember now,
I had an imaginary friend and affectionately
day 30; keep me in your wallet
Keep me in your wallet
tucked between your Bastardcard
and old photos.
Pull me out at parties
and at restaurants
day 29; definitional
Fearless.
Warm.
Inviting.
Vivacious.
Curious,
how a single
word can sum
up the whole
of a person
in our minds.
day 28; I suppose this is what the damn pill is for
Fog settles sleepily,
dampening the spark of me,
smearing words on the walls of my brain.
here, I sit calmly
day 27; 30705
I think I shall
always dream of
that house. No matter
how old I get, nor
how far I live,
day 26; this devil called shame
In every white morning
there is pain lying in wait.
It seeps in and out of the window frames,
soaks
day 25; closer still
Pay attention to the trees.
Look at them—closely, closer—
savor how full the branch,
how lush the leaf
whose
day 24; marlboro
Fluttering—
a sultry smoke
flies invisible
between the white morning
and the loud dream.
Oh! how empty and soft,
when
day 23; what beauty of wind & away
Some trudge for years
beneath barren forests
yet barely recall the
sky-aching daylight.
All that time they
cry, “The world
day 22; the hidden life of trees
Down in the hollow
where daily we spilt our loneliness,
there the trees exampled for us,
planted by the stream: