Poem #340

the shadow of a fan in another room
fish occasionally wiggling in their tank
girl on the couch writing a poem
muffled water pattering in the bathroom
the gentle constant exhale of the vent

Poem #339

it was 6:01pm
on a Thursday evening
my dad and I were driving
on the California Interstate 5
we just passed Coalinga
and we saw the cows
on rolling hills
by cover of darkness
we pulled off the side
turned off all the lights
my dad got his snippers
I opened the trailer
and we stole a cow
no smiles, no frowns
we didn’t need it
we didn’t plan it
we continued home
with a new cow

Poem #334

cat paws on my body
soft and rhythmic
claws in and away
through the blanket
walk next to my body
the subtle movement
barely a whisper
makes me shiver
sit against my body
the lightest touch
living breathing presence
no anxiety
just existence