11/12/18: Driving at Dusk

sun between pines like

a strobe light—tireless ticking

in my chest

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11/7/18: Walking Home in Fresh Darkness

dusk, we’re told,

falls—you only imagine

it rising through you

9/25/18: Thinking the Worse, Hoping for the Best

twilight crowds with gray—

sun just finds its way between

so many layers