How fleeting is thy softness


New sheets of flannel

Like peach fuzz against my skin

Doomed to become lint


If there’s a cure for this, I don’t want it


The giddy folly

Of limerence is best left

To the very young

Lady sing the blues

He was quiet and kept to himself . . .

My isolation
Has surprising benefits
Flu cannot find me

CNN/ Popular people get flu first

Whole lotta shakin’

It has been a while
Since I have felt the earth move
But never like this

LA Times: San Jacinto quake was triggered by Baja California temblor

Yoga mat

A new yoga mat
Turquoise, rolled up in plastic
Awaits my fat ass