I am startled
by my own movement
sudden and reflected
in the glass that surrounds me.
Chagall 2018
Archive for April, 2018
her lips
moist
in the fog
sweet fig
lost
inside
a time
best forgotten
for now
Chagall 2018
It’s not
the way
you think
it is
Chagall 2018
How sad to think I will never again
see Haley’s Comet.
Chagall 2018
Alphabet City 