A Plane Flew Over the Trees

Times slowed down as the noise grew loud. I looked back at my mom, she was covering her ears with her hands. “Wow, that’s a very loud truck,” she yelled. Suddenly, I looked up and there was a plane right above us. “Look!” I yelled and pointed to what I was seeing. It looked likeContinue reading “A Plane Flew Over the Trees”

The Very Unhealthy Air Quality Gave Me A Headache

Masks for COVID doubles as mask for very unhealthy air quality. I go to the gas station the day before a snow storm. In summer! It’s supposed to snow and there are still green leaves on trees. It’s early September but it’s clear climate change doesn’t care What time of year we’re in. Early September!Continue reading “The Very Unhealthy Air Quality Gave Me A Headache”

Central Park, Deck 8

The one place I can find peace and quiet. Central Park, Deck 8. Above me, chaos ensues. Children screaming, parents yelling. The beauty of being on a large boat. I sit under the shade of a cabana With a Starbucks and a book. I try to write but I can’t think of anything. Too muchContinue reading “Central Park, Deck 8”

36th Street

After a long day of speech therapy and wandering around the city, I take a shortcut to return back to my hotel. 36th street. A random street. The sun has disappeared behind the clouds. The street is quiet, a welcomed change from Park Avenue. I’m halfway down between Park and Lexington when I notice aContinue reading “36th Street”

My Happy Place

When someone asks me Where my happy place is, I tell them it’s on a lake In the middle of Maine. My aunt and uncle’s camp. A beautiful view, right by the water, The camp has a cozy feeling With a screen porch facing the lake And an incinolet so you don’t always have toContinue reading “My Happy Place”

Grateful

The morning began with stillness. I watched as the sun rose over the horizon and filtered through the trees, still half asleep. My mother’s childhood bedroom, flower wallpaper, a quilt on the chair in the corner, two small vases on the window sill. I’d wake up most mornings I slept here and watched this viewContinue reading “Grateful”

August in the City

I wrote this poem last year on a park bench in Washington Square Park. I carried an umbrella, walking down Fifth Avenue, waiting for the rain to fall. I held one of Patti Smith’s first books at the Strand. I admired Robert Mapplethorpe’s photographs at the Guggenheim. I told a man from Africa about ToniContinue reading “August in the City”

Thoughts While On A Lake

Can I stand up on this paddleboard without falling in? I’m not the most balanced person. But I can maybe try. Compromise! I’ll get up on my knees for a while To see how I do. Genius idea. What a lovely morning. Very few people out on the lake. No strong winds To push meContinue reading “Thoughts While On A Lake”

An Ode to Double Vision

Ten months without you vanishes with your unexpected return in late July. I liked you better when you lived in my memories. You came barging in without warning. Your presence is most obvious morning and night. I don’t know what you expect me to say, I literally cannot see because of you. I cannot readContinue reading “An Ode to Double Vision”

Nothing In Particular

Rain begins to fall in late afternoon. The summer breeze is relaxing on my skin. Solitude to calm the mind as I sit outside is embraced like a friend I haven’t seen in a while. A bee flies from one sunflower to another. I watch without fear comforted by the distance between the flower andContinue reading “Nothing In Particular”