Monday, October 28, 2024

Loss

 

They tell me fire is a part of nature

that this will bring wildflowers in the spring,

low blueberry bushes in the summer,

that it will open the seeds in pine cones

to grow to be habitat for warblers.


They tell me this will bring color and life and song

but all I see is ash and charred stumps

I hear the wind sweeping dust into piles

as my eyes water from the smoke

and I choke on my own breath.


I see no beauty yet.

I feel only ruins. 

Sunday, October 27, 2024

Saturday, October 26, 2024

Renovations

 

I've been doing renovations in this doll apartment building that Betsy picked up at the side of the road. 

Friday, October 25, 2024

Thursday, October 24, 2024

Wednesday, October 23, 2024

Darkness

 

The days are getting shorter. 

Tuesday, October 22, 2024