October 24, 2014

These felt right for tonight.   Some of them may come across as melancholy, but I assure you that each contains gratitude.

Lesson plans done through
Thanksgiving; I feel better.
Now grades must be slain.

My heart gets shredded,
but it doesn’t die—not yet—
shocking even me.

Water floods my cells,
peaty scotch dries them again;
smiles and more water.

Friend types and skypes me
simultaneously and
sips wine and heart-laughs.

Soft sheets open, un-
fold to welcome, hold, hug me
deep and warm through night.

The world screams story,
Tonia says, and right she is;
today my ears bled.

Inbox delivers
a list of ten—the things you
like about me.  Wow.