She tightens her grip, the star flexes, pulls, attempts to wiggle out of her grasp.
Tag: poem
Golden Eyes Shine [a poem]
skimming grassy knolls laced with winter frost. a press of hoof into soil
the girl outside the bar [a poem]
Crisp air pulls across chrysanthemum curls…
Today is the Day Sirens Scream [a poem]
She slips into something more comfortable, a beaming grin with sly eyes and slinks…
Life During COVID-19 in SF: Feeling Fall, A Month of Halloween Vibes and Writing More
In this post I reflect on Fall in SF, Halloween Vibes, and refocusing on writing after the wild events of the last few months.