The crazy month of May

May 4-My last volunteer event in NC
May 7- Birthday
May 11-My last time in the mountains
May 15-Leaving home, DC and NY
May 17-NYC
May 20-Israel
May 31-NY
June 2-Toronto
June 4-IC

Here we go life! Time for an adventure

Let the cicadas burst from my skin

Let the cicadas burst from my skin
My pores can be seen from the dirt
They collect the dirt and rubble of the day
Every seventeen years they burst

Ohio's the last time they burst from the womb
Falling from trees
Haunting the night
Dying by the millions
The sidewalks become a crunch

Must buy fifteen different creams
Facials
Hundred and seventy dollar creams made from the foreskin of teenage boys
Pores are too big

Layer on the three cover ups
Two foundations
Two powders
Eye makeup
Hide the pores

The cicadas chirp
They are somewhere near

Get the right makeup
Everything is the wrong makeup
Im allergic to them anyway

Oh god,
why is nature here?

The Unemployed Generation

So here's my new resume.

Runaway Train Dreams

Her feet are planted
       in the field
       empty
       broken stalks
       litter
       the land

She stands
       her faded blue dress
       ripples
       in the soft wind
       the sun is bright
       and she squints

The train cars glint
      as they rush
      speed
      whistle by
      on the worn trestles
      that creak

Gone in a blink
       closing her eyes
       and the train
       isn't gone yet
       she wishes
       she dreams

Nothing has to be as it seems
       with closed eyes
       she doesn't have
       to return
       to the small, simple
       farmhouse
       that small, simple
       life