Try

Most days
all we can do
is try,
try without motive
without reason
but with trust
in ourselves
that tomorrow
is another day
to try.

Commute

Purple sky.
Blinking lights and a deep sigh.
Cars pass by.

The Photographer with a Degree

We
are
a
dime
a
dozen.
And
nobodies
asking
for
a
dozen
of
dimes.

A Common Conundrum

There
is a
brief
window
as a kid
where
they
don’t know
about

overtime
morning commute
time and a half
cut hours

nor should they,

because
they’re kids,
kids who need to let the adults speak
you tell them all the time

so
when
the kid’s
all grown up
and wants nothing to do with you
don’t forget
all
those
times
the kid
just wanted to play.

Life is short

Life is short.

So don’t question
the chance to
laugh.

Let it rip!

Pudding

The
proof
is
in
the
pudding,
but
I
don’t
eat
pudding.
So,
shit.

Broken Men, Broken Women

Good men

Are broken

By broken women

Born of broken mothers

By broken fathers

Who’ve broken

Good women

I Voted

For what exactly

I am not sure

But today I voted

I voted for people who unlike I

Have power

Power to make a difference

Power to make a change

Power to exercise our rights

As a community of working people

We have power

I have power

And you have power

For what exactly

I am not sure

Until tomorrow

VOTE!

The difference between women, men, and scars.

Scars heal.
Women don’t.
Women remember everything.
Every failed step.
Every spoken word, every mistake.

But women forget sometimes,
that men too
are unlike scars.

Men don’t heal either.
Men remember everything.
Every time, every opportunity.
And every failed step.

Then there are scars.
The untimely breakup,
which neither swears
they ever saw coming.

The last thing I told him

Some of us
have it
and some
of us just don’t.

The ability
to do
what needs to be
done

all the while
suffering
for a possible
weekend of fun

or a cookie cutter
vacation,
one
that everyone’s been on.

Some of us
have it,
while others
must go out with a bang.