OPTIONAL POETRY

In the distance the sky a turgid pewter gray to a lowering blue but here it was just a bit of wind and waiting– . Catatonic in the elevator the woman said how is your day going my husband just fell twelve feet but he’s going to be ok I think he’s in surgery now and asked for positive vibes . It never did thunder so I did instead but a peal or an appeal […]

Some things aren’t as they seem this isn’t snow it’s petals from the tree see you can still smell the perfume sharply tinged at the end with life and green vigor not wholly sweet not artificial a welcome change now spending days in rooms that breathe for you and bleed for you if you lack the volition rooms full of the gone involuntarily and also voluntarily even those we drag back and to what– here […]

A rainbow of spine boards lean against the wall like surfboards the pre-dawn rosy past where the ambulances drop off somewhere in that fog out there is a harbor no beaches though it seems we’re on the edge of something here the set of red beacons that encircle the heliport promise both safety and danger welcome but stay back