Blue Collar

July 15, 2012 § Leave a comment

I am writing you sonnets
in between jobs. 
I am thinking of your face 
as the sky cracks 
to let the sunlight in.


The Florist’s Truck

July 7, 2012 § Leave a comment

There is no space
for you in here;
I am filled to the brim
with flowers.

Where Am I?

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