Kite
The asphalt shadows are always
Driving your features down, your
Knuckles, bleached, hysterical as
An overturned eye will never know
The freedom of wildflowers tethered
In open fields like autonomous kites
Smile
Your smile is a cartwheel unspun
Clumsy, noncommittal, one side
Always pointing at the ground
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Two short poems I still can’t really see =( Also hubbie is on vacation soon!
This year has not been a particularly eventful year. I was sick for months, the frequency of my seizures has increased, and I have been under a good deal of emotional strain.
While my anniversary was low-key because of all the illnesses April 22nd did mark my 13 year wedding anniversary! My husband composed a poem for me which touched me very deeply. He has not really written in years so it was a very pleasant surprise!
Isadora will start school in the fall which blows my mind. We have visited her new school a few times now and I can’t help but feel a bit emotional/proud.
I played Miniature Golf with Isadora for the first time and she absolutely loved it and seeing her light up like that well happiness is really about the simple moments.
Its not happened yet but I have plans to see Rammstein at the festival here and that is exciting!
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