Summer

I love how summer returns you to yourself – Alex Dimitrov Summer is approaching. The warm air has returned. I’m happy taking photos of flowers and staying outside for hours. This is when I can breathe without worrying about my lungs freezing. I pay attention while getting lost in my thoughts, it’s a balancing actContinue reading “Summer”

Night Sounds

The train blares its horn as it travels by. I hear it throughout the night. The pipes screech when I turn off the water. Chocolate bubbles on the stove. The container pops when I secure the top. The dishwasher whistles at the beginning of its cycle. The pages of a library book rustle together asContinue reading “Night Sounds”

Loop Around The Sun

I watched a white plane loop around the sun, cross the crescent moon one sunny afternoon. The fallen snow from days before caught my attention. I looked away then looked back only to see it had vanished, fading into the soft blue sky slowly then all at once. It looped back time and time again,Continue reading “Loop Around The Sun”

Observations During A Blizzard

The dog burrows himself into the snow. This is his definition of heaven, loving every second of creating new paths in the backyard that will melt by the weekend. A robin moves from one unstable branch to the next, trying to withstand the 45 mph winds. Ice gets blown on to the window, creating uniqueContinue reading “Observations During A Blizzard”

Polar Bear

For Marsha. If you’re a polar bear, you see differently. You see beauty in the ordinary, Details in the smallest of places, You visualize instead of problem solve. You’re a poet, writer, artist, painter. You strive to show your perspective Through the work you create. Creating art comes as naturally as breathing. You can seeContinue reading “Polar Bear”

This Isn’t A Painting

The moon shining in through the window, bright as the sun at noon. I capture this photo with my phone that doesn’t have night mode. It looks more like a painting than an actual photograph. The colors are muted through the lens looking into the darkness. The outline of the room still appears in tact.Continue reading “This Isn’t A Painting”

Light & Quiet

When snow blankets the earth, life quiets. Stepping outside feels like the volume You never notice has been turned down. The only sound you hear is your steps Making a path that will melt When it meets the sun. The night brings light to the darkness When the full moon bounces off the snow, ItContinue reading “Light & Quiet”

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”

Coldplay at Dusk

I watch the sky turn from light yellow to cotton-candy pink within a matter of minutes The evening air is neither hot nor cold I’m comfortable in a sweater It slides down my left shoulder I don’t bother to fix it I listen to Coldplay’s Yellow, Orphans, & Fix You I watch the light fadeContinue reading “Coldplay at Dusk”

945 Miles

Nebraska feels longer than Iowa and Iowa felt like forever while I was fast asleep. I watch the miles drop as I fly by green signs on the highway traveling west. Listening to a podcast, my father sleeping in the passenger seat, I wonder how long it will take until I see something new. GreenContinue reading “945 Miles”