The site is dedicated to my beautiful friend Jo who is battling breast cancer. The poems help distract her from the fight. I’m asking everyone to say a prayer for Jo. Keep smiling Ms. All rights and privileges reserved 2021
The mixing of colors we love walking barefoot holding tightly to hands, even as she leans on me to steady our path. Beneath this rich burning hour naked neon colors glow, both our bodies look so different painting tiny pictures on curves. We dance naked this way, for a while until, someone yells to cover ourselves. We laugh until it hurts we’re probably in a mood we cannot get our fill sipping on the visual cues. In this way, I am all male the triggers are visual I can watch her for hours stumble in her unsure way only to find her footing back to me. I’d be the first to say let the colors bleed wherever they appear. The city lights are blurred slanted rain on our windshield reflecting her pretty smile. We drive going nowhere because we love the sound the rain makes.