Day 30 – Imperfection


I watch the trees outside move in the breeze.

Their new blossoms flow lazy and smooth. 

This month moves faster than I ever thought it could,

And for the first time I do not look into the mouth of that lion called change,

As May ushers itself in.

Life is long and short,

And springtime is here in all it’s glory before I’ve really bid winter goodbye.

I watch the very first blooms of bleeding hearts in the backyard sway in the wind.

They are me, beautiful in our imperfection. 

Week 32 – Thoughts on Being Alumni

Thoughts on Being Alumni

It’s been four months since Brooklyn. 

Four rent checks.

It still amazes me the number of cars on the A train, 

The noise of cars rattling through the tunnels still sounds like music to my ears.

It is hard to leave a room full of laughter,

Friends and knowing I can breathe easy. 

Finally, I feel like home.