A good friend is someone like you
Someone who you can confide...
Packing my suitcase
taking the kite runners too...
Across miles of glass,
bits and bytes of...
Integrity has
settled in his brow...
The night ticking
and dissolved into silver dust...
I thought I knew
my place in the world...
I know I still have a long journey ahead,
longer than the span of the Earth...
Out of all the people
I have ever tried to lock away...
There's something so strange
about how you healed...
A picnic on the edge of forest of pines,
Patches flowers bloom as the warm sun shines...
Going through my poems,
I wrote when I was young...
2010.
Walking by the pavement...