Week 6 – tonight i am not scared to grow up

tonight i am not scared to grow up

for a long time,

i was afraid to grow up.

i forgot,

that just as the grass and the sunflowers and the cattails grow,

strong and tall and beautiful

So do I.


Day 23 – Feathers


There is a small patchwork journal in my lap,

I climb flights of stairs to reach the roof.

The sky is is the kind of blue only poets see today,

The cherry blossoms, the rough tiles under my feet. 

Hearts of wood and water. 

These are things worth fighting for.

Week 43 – Panic


There is a moment,

When the lights dim and then burn.

I stand and I hold my breath,

The surge of bass and drums and life is approaching.

Fifty times over, and every time still feels like the first.


Week 47 – Love Letter, Part 2

Love Letter, Part 2 

Slide down my fingertips,

Coat my skin.

I open my arms to you.


Let us dance until we are breathless.


I know the way you move,

And I love the way,

You move me.