a bloom

practice reading
in a living room
filled with
natacha’s french
manuel’s spanish
and my english
unraveling the tale of
milaya
and the mountains that hold her
but don’t have arms to hug

_______

what unfolds at a table
over an impromptu lunch
of salad and home-made carrot ginger dressing
is served
along with  splashes of red wine
(mystery age revealed: 47
and talk of chinese zodiac
and the major shifts that occur
every twelve years)

_______

blanket of snow still laid out
beyond the north-facing door
of natacha’s casita
while all the rest
spent the day melting

_______

what do you mean
when you say
you felt low?

_______

a bloom of plastic bags
in a garbage bin that reads
no plastic bags
_______

sunset softest clouds
blushing
except for those along the mountain ridge
glowing molten fuchsia
_______

final installment
in the seemingly endless
haircut series i think i
got it right this time

_______

how fast and slow
the same week can pass
time meted out
in the space between
correspondences

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