[There are white blossoms outside my window]

There are

white blossoms

outside my

window

and when they

fall

I imagine

its snowing

in September. The

carbonation

of the

iris soda

tickles my nose

it makes me

smile. I

never

heard you

apologize. I

stopped waiting

years ago.
look me

in the eye

don’t

ever

look

over

me.

-2015

happy

the typing of my

fingers

like a song

I don’t

know the end of.

it reminds me

that once

I didn’t

know how

but

what does

it mean to be

happy? Someone

told me once

but I forgot

it along the way and

instead

count the steps

I take

up my staircase

humming and laughing

to keep

the ghosts at bay.

The morning

yawns

as it

draws the

cold from my

hardwood floor

and I

race across it

as it bites my toes.

-2015