Metamorphosis

He stood on the street corner,

eyes like a forest fire, devouring

cars & people.

I saw him flailing

"this city is not big enough

for the both of us," he wandered off down some

train tracks.

"who needs Wisconsin anyways," I said swallowing tears.

I took off

above the trees

higher than I'd ever imagined.

My wings were wide

My beak was strong

I was a bird

before I knew it,

I was a bird

quilting

I have been dying to make another quilt but with school I'm just not able to start a project so big. So as procrastination from homework, I made this mini quilt. I copied it from here if you are interested in making your own. I don't know where to hang it now, my bedroom walls are quite full!

I do

We vowed we wouldn't be,

a parable, or

a long long long lane, or

a cramped car ride

with skeleton branches

whipping past the windows, or

an icicle gaze across the table,

a stretching formica gulf

We vowed we would be

tendrils,

sprouting raw winter wheat.

Something leafy,

something summery.

A lime, mossy, cicada song

a cultivated garden

a half and a half

hovering,

in the unrealistic concave

of each other's heart

we vowed

all this