Appear, disappear
Brushstrokes bled on misted glass
Vanish completely
Chagall 2018
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Across the field she stands in snowfall.
Adrift in hypnotic swirl,
fluffed in cold confetti.
I walk to her, leaving no footprint,
to embrace her.
Together.
To celebrate the birth of light.
Chagall 2017
Merry Christmas
I have never before felt
this directly behind my eyes
At the seam between
outside and in
My iris is
concentric petals
Light funnels
to fulfill me
I sneak out past
the rays
Timing the interval
of the gap
I wave back
from the other side
My smile spans
two joys
I have never before felt
so alive
Chagall 2017
Cleaning up
after baking Christmas cookies,
I watched her struggle to fit the 1/2 measuring-cup
into the one marked 1/3.
Chagall 2017
No one was as creative as she
so the marmalade and twine
came as no surprise.
Chagall 2017
On 11th Street, where I grew up
my mom would struggle to make
the $38 monthly rent for our
run of railroad rooms.
Douglas Elliman Realtors
today lists that property
for sale at a mere $1.8M.
I always knew
the place was priceless.
With love, Chagall
2017
Her cup of tea is still warm.
Chagall 2017
I once knew a girl obsessed with ellipses;
she would imply things to come, eliding
the thought in her mind, trailing off
inwardly to hint at deeper rich meanings
left unspoken, sometimes every word,
fill in my blanks she’d beg, a stuttered
step, trailing off in wonder, one dot
then another and then some.
Chagall 2017
I have become
what you have suggested
I be
And so
I am
You, on the other hand,
have not heard a word
I have said
And so
I am gone
Chagall 2017
I do not procrastinate
so much as I optimize my leisure time
Chagall 2017
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