Sunday, August 15, 2021

#85

 What was it even for, George,

the war?

Why did my generation

and the generation of my students

lose their freedom and many

their lives?

How did four airplanes

change the flight path of every near adult

with a conflict that Congress

couldn't be bothered to discuss?

What do you say to the women,

prisoner again in a homeland

that bares the lasting marks

of ravage?

Why have we been ravaged?

Sunday, August 8, 2021

#84

 Settling back into the warmed indent in the couch,

return to the dream

and rest again.

Sleep is always best in 

a safe place.

#83

 tender, damaged soul

you may weep and mourn

and wail, as you need.

You can be both

broken and restored

at once.

Time may heal,

or healing may change time entirely

and you can be

simultaneously

fine and not fine

in any and every moment.