Monthly Archives: August 2022

Backyard lights bother
Neighbors whose bedroom faces
The opposite way

The night darkness creeps
Makes the calendar futile
I can feel fall’s march

A fraction of votes
In my district’s primaries
Pick November’s wins

Waiting for the spin
When their king’s castle is searched
For obvious crimes

Summer’s heat wave left
The sun finds its hiding spot
Turns on the sprinkler

The Uptown Art Fair
Brings back a shred of normal
To our lonely streets

Our backyard magnet
Grabs friends and plunks them in chairs
Then bridges our lives

We bicker like pros
Always improving our craft
Makes work feel like sport

Bags barely unpacked
The freedom of road trip space
Now airplane constraints