Flying at Night

Flying down the 14 freeway in the clouded dark Feels a lot like space traveling. The dark encampment Of night mirroring the black of the universe, the stars Mimicked by the city lights that blaze by. The speed Of machine barely within human scope of thinking bringing to Focus the clatter of thin metal between … Continue reading Flying at Night


Tomato Garden

My mother speaks about her garden. My quiet sobs do not deter her, My legs trembling in my bed sheets As my hands pressed against my mouth To keep from waking my dorm mate. She continues to whisper of her newly sprouted Tomatoes, her wish to have strawberries and Greens by the time I came … Continue reading Tomato Garden