I want to sleep
I want to write
I want these two
To align in
Daylight
poetry, prose, and photography
I want to sleep
I want to write
I want these two
To align in
Daylight
May 24, 2918
What will that day like?
Beyond my imagining
So far forward
Where my name
Will have faded
Into the realm of dreams
This notion brought about
By my misplaced fingers
Another evening
I’ve had my fill of outrage
Time to go to bed

Something I’ve wondred.
Why do villains always laugh?
A puzzling thing
First: unload my mind
Next: shape them into beauty
Editing’s anguish

A Friday haiku
What is the root of its joy?
Delightful freedom
Happy Friday, everyone!