Sickbed slumber #4 (a poem)

Almost better—just one day, maybe two, to go… I should light the candles on the table There’s no atmosphere to create tonight but might still look nice the dim light flickering in the dark The cat sleeping on my chest keeps me warm the damp cloth on my forehead keeps the fever down the cup [...]

Vanilla and coffee at dawn (a poem)

I have been waking up early all week, it seems… The scent of vanilla candles and the mere mention of clovers is enough to spur random associations that disappear in seconds Awake at five-thirty Darkness blankets the room guarding the pre-dawn silence The candles flicker Vanilla and coffee fill the air Outside, it’s getting light [...]

On your birthday (a poem)

A few weeks ago, I learned that a friend of mine died of cancer last September. Today would have been her 52nd birthday. It’s strange knowing you’re not around to celebrate this time We were born a day apart but I always felt we celebrated together our places on this shared journey our occasionally intersecting [...]