news

time passed too fast
since we found out
7 became 10
10 became midnight
I couldn't get out
of bed
to catch a bus
to NY
I laid
and laid
and laid
some more
my brain becoming
mush
my heart growing
more delicate
I had no thoughts
and no energy
I tried to
become rational
I was a
zombie

It is the tiniest, most minuscule details in the love between two people

you start living

What happens when its all okay
When everything is as it should be
and life moves steadily along
What happens
when you trust
that you can weather
any storm
and love is the
thread and fiber
of your skin
when your muscles
become loose
and relaxed
and the day starts and ends
without suffering

knowing
the good
is powerful

cloudy day for the universe

things are confused
files can't be found
documents are lost
emails are missing
familial obligations
are not met
processes are hard to
establish and follow
the brain is cloudy
plans can't be made
too many details are
dangling
hard to
locate
and pin down
schedules
don't coincide
bad news comes
and comes
lay offs
and
ginsburg has cancer
its a cloudy day for
the universe

little failures

some days
are meant
for failure
teaching
a soul
how to sustain
multiple blows
to immerse
in all the people
and projects
that one does wrong
knowing that something
will be learned
when the day
of failure
passes
and that there is no blame
in this game

Se fueron las nubes

Se fueron las nubes
Y llegaron de nuevo
La lluvia
Vino en un tormente
Y salio por la mañana

Hoy las olas
Se ponen fuerte
Abajo del agua
los corrientes
dan empujones


El sol baila con el viento
El viento toca los arboles
Las ramas estiran
sobre los arboles
balanceando de un lado a otro
como un bailador