Tuesday, January 18, 2011

for candice

when i sit across from you
at our breakfast table,
your face like an orchid
in the sun, among the shining bricks
i feel braver than usual.
even though i know
we are always simultaneously
afraid and brave together.
at

1 comment:

  1. candyJanuary 23, 2011 at 8:24 AM

    This the first poem anybody ever wrote about me... :) :)

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