I wished you dead but then you died.

You never got to apologize, you never got to show her you loved her, you left her in the lurch. And you left her with nothing, What a shitty thing to do. And yet I always think, right after this, how much better it is for her, in the end, to not have to suffer …

COVID POEM #1

STILL (Upon Awakening) Magic will not save us. Still when you dream  you’re in Vegas  with your ex doesn’t that mean  life’s a gamble? Still as long as birds sing outside your window upon awakening and your eBay search for framed cat prints still arrives in your inbox and your alarm still gently reminds you …