finishing the last
glass of eggnog with the last
book of the year
Friday, December 31, 2021
Thursday, December 23, 2021
In the Company of Angels
I keep the photo in a box,
the box that my grandmother
gave me one Christmas,
the box that holds a single
glass angel ornament with golden trim.
I tuck the picture
underneath the angel
for safe keeping.
The photograph captures
the Christmas that you
spent with us 18 years ago
in Nashville.
This is the first Christmas
that Grand is no longer with us,
and the first Christmas
that the two of you,
complete strangers,
will somehow keep each other
company.
Wednesday, December 01, 2021
Teatime
every sip
every drip
a present
to yourself
watch it steep
inhale deep
stealing moments
for yourself
black, green, white
pure delight
with a friend or
by yourself
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