As an alum of Southern New Hampshire University, I was given the opportunity to sit on a panel and speak with current Creative Writing students.
Light as air but, sweet as syrup
We saw a single leaf parachute to the ground. How it pirouetted mid-air like a crumpled ballerina, I could not keep my eyes off of it.
Matinee show, two orchestra seats
The doors open in five
awake at night again
today’s thoughts pass through...