July 21, 2020

last night there was a cockroach
poking its feelers out from it’s rooftop hideaway
and at night it caught me by the creeps

but today in the
afternoon brightness
complete with my coffee and sun hat
i’m not quite as creeped

and maybe that’s the lesson for today:
the despair from yesterday
can turn to creativity today
which maybe someday could develop into
flow[tomorrow]

June 25

in the morning
a downpour
hair soaked
from under a hood
in seconds as we
rush across the same street twice
trying to predict our Lyft driver’s
street familiarity

in the afternoon
too hot
for anyone’s comfort

(and we thought the rain would cool the city off)

in the evening
a hella-queer rooftop concert
as the sun sets
lavender
and
baby blue
over the NYC skyline