My InsomniaI want to close my eyes…More Like This
"But you have to watch the shadows!"
Oh dear, of course—
They’ll sneak along the floor,
Climb onto my bed,
And hurt me in my sleep!
I want to lie back down…
"Why? You know it’s useless."
I know, but I’m so tired…
I don’t have the energy to get up;
I wish I did, so I could work,
And have less worries in the morning…
I want to know why it’s 2:30am…
"We’ve no time for you to sleep—there’s too much to think about!"
Can’t we think about it tomorrow?
But what if we’re busy tomorrow?
What if we forget to take care of everyt
Things We Used to KnowFresh rainfallMore Like This
petrichor and porous ground
and lungs that had forgotten themselves;
we're all reminded
as the earth seeps back into us.
Sonnet XXVI: To be afraidI touched my fingertips to leaf-strewn dirtMore Like This
And let the roots that sprang from them grow deep
Till I was steadied in the wearied hurt
That comes from knowing all the earth still keeps
(She grinds her leaves to dust; she smooths her stones
Once carved with careful fingers, burnished tools
And light upon her surface rest the homes
Of all the dead). She too thinks I'm a fool--
Perhaps I am. For steady is my heart,
And steady too the pain, and there are some
Who never learned the story she imparts
And clamor round the oak tree I've become.
I want to tell them I want most to breathe
As frantically as they do, and believe.