My thumbs are giants–
My thumbs are giants– fat and dumb, when pressed against
My thumbs are giants– fat and dumb, when pressed against
A cat— wakes me up– sitting in a dark alley—
white buds burst from trees the blooming of broken lungs
Tuyo’s skin and bones slick a bed of steaming rice— mindfulness of home
Summer cicadas— strumming golden chords
I was signing out to the night team and minutes away from going home, when suddenly a nurse called saying one of …
A candle’s light through the murk— the value of a doctor’s work— an outside gaze only sees the deed
I saw my first firefly of the year today—
The hospital seizes the night with me—
One can’t miss it nor need to solicit—