My shower curtain
looks like the translucent skin
of an elegant giraffe.
My shower curtain
looks like the translucent skin
of an elegant giraffe.
I believe that some loves
have the power
to summon their subject
into your presence.
The right song
and the golden light
of a slowly descending sun
can turn concrete
into romance.
This is not my native language
it is not my mother tongue
They are words I can extract only
if I squeeze my brain in one hand
and my heart in the other.
It’s funny, sad, and fitting
that these days I feel
utterly drained
of all my creative energy.
Sleep now
while you still can
and savor the pure
and unbroken silence
of night.
You were just a small smudge
on a black and white screen
but your heartbeat was the clearest,
most certain sound
I’ve ever heard.
Will you be
my deepest joy
my greatest challenge
my biggest heartbreak
or all of the above?
An unrushed breakfast
enjoyed alone
against the background music
of other people’s conversations.
Let me live simply
to find joy in the small things
to be content with the little I have
to not be concerned with the “what ifs”
or the “could have beens”
or even “the future.”
Today, I am happy.
Isn’t that enough?