11/30/18: Insinuation

not enough window

for the moon—but its face seeps

along the floor

11/29/18: My “Work”

what’s the difference

between creativity

and what’s left behind?

11/28/18: Doodle a Day

all this time searching—

among the shapes I form—

for my heart

11/27/18: Affirmation

though a

stranger, I still might merit

an infant’s smile

11/26/18: Irascible Virtues

pine will last this

and every winter—sap and

fuel married

11/25/18: On Film

believing

the unseen—zebras as

articles of faith

11/24/18: Through Clouds

hosta leaves—limp

flattened, celery-colored—as

pale, almost, as snow

11/23/18: Black Friday

foggy markets

crowded with shoulders—fish

smelling gone

11/22/18: Feasting

being overfull—

sorry reply to racing

so long, so hard

11/21/18: Nearly Thankful

sunrise is almost

peach—the ashen seep of smoke

sets it off