Six Months Later

Just thinking back a little.

Little Girl, Brown Dress

Headwound due to a cat + Sadness at the the absence of a roommate = this poem?

Puzzle Pieces

I just sort of wrote this one for the idea, not so much for the form or beauty of poetry. Maybe I'll revisit it at another time. Maybe not. Either way, I stand behind it. =)

Split

Oh, my little camper friend.

We March On

Blahface.

Coffee In Summer

=)