The Smell of Rain It’s raining again. Turning the street into a window, Where you can see The mirror world, Just beneath its surface, If you look carefully, Between the pebbles of light. It’s raining again. Unfading the color of the world. The grey sky. Stark. Behind the pink plumb tree petals, The... Continue Reading →
Rusty Zig-zag
Rusty Zig-zag I look out of the reinforced panes of glass, At the building across the street, Brick, Bold, and Built to last. Established and Eternal. I look out and see the fire escape, A rusty zig-zag, A rag-tag rip, On an otherwise pristine surface, Which reminds me, To be grateful for what... Continue Reading →
The Girl at the Window
There stands the girl: strong, brave, and thoughtful. She gazes out the window taking it all in- the sunset, the warmth, the forest, the shadows- the multitude of tiny details which, for snatches of seconds, steal away her attention. A light breeze rustles across her dress and toys with loose strands of her hair. What... Continue Reading →