She rides it like a blue midnight broom around the town and back again. The wind says, I’ve been waiting…
The Process
Recollection and Reflection
uninvited and welcomed momento mori the frost of things a reminder before pain, during numbness feet in the pedestal…
Olfactory Evocation
Bubble gum Hospice roomChemotherapySalineAlcohol swabs Vanilla candlesEmbersChampurradoTamales Burnt skinBurnt hairWounds The oceanSalt-rimmed glassDive bar Steel on fingersRosesPatchouli Inspired by Writing…
The Tiny Poet 