aureole - 3:30 pm september 18th

coffee

halo'd

cream

warm

sugar

crystal

sprinkle

sip

bitter

milky

cloud

remains

sculpture at the met

the bronx, 8 am september morning

somewhere

the space between us

infinite colors explode

showing me the way

september 18th - noon - 59th & 5th

first chill of autumn

electrifying my soul

on fifth avenue

rain

in my little town

warm rain kissing my pale skin

i wish it were you

before

the place before tears

afraid of this loneliness

quiver in the dark