August 10, 2025

i think
i see
[or am starting to
anyway]
why
the cyclone
has so much
lore
and art
and presence
and prestige
about it

i may need to ride it
a couple more times
to truly understand
[though that may be
my thrill-seeker side
craving the hairpin turns
and g-forces
pressing on my thumping heart
truly feeling
alive]

[we’ll see
we’ll see]

June 22

a child
no older than four
in a t-shirt and orange striped briefs
comes up to me
and
stares directly into my eyes
and
sings along with “dancing queen’
at me
as we wait for the mermaid parade
to start

and i whisper to my spouse,
‘that is my son’