a white trail streaks by free to play above the clouds I throw dreams at it and hope they stick But was it enough? as they vanish into sky
far away / silence glows blue / planets float in black
New bedroom fan creaking like mother waking me for school
What’s real what’s not real we laughed loved busted out then sunrise came, you left
Photo of a bee that has the face of a man with a beard.
first day of spring / wrestling sheets / my father’s hands
sunlight strikes morning mist A bee on the ledge leaves footprints in dew