sweets store
a boy counts
money from tooth fairy
roadside, white wreaths
this time of year
I slow my pace
so many words
jammed
our farewell
leaves blown to me
i stop to catch
farewell alone
april rain
my father bows
before burning ghost money
back home
the grown-up tree
too tall for my leaps
on her eightieth birthday
my mom counts her teeth
little diamonds
earth day
bleeding hearts shiver
i watch Discovery
open and close
this cool sky
summer midnight
the whole night’s snow
someone mentions sandals
this morning
facebook
my jammed friends
we don’t know each other