
humans will tell us
how to be compassionate,
but dogs will show us

–photos by me

humans will tell us
how to be compassionate,
but dogs will show us

–photos by me

that final gate
looms all too near,
yet it is my belief
that death is not
something to fear–
it’s unending relief.
–photo by me

space itself dreams
and worlds appear,
and i know it seems
like you’re really here,
but hush up your weeping,
for we must adhere
to keeping space sleeping–
or we’ll disappear.
–photo by me

november:
the month that starts with
bare branches
and grey skies,
but ends with golden turkeys
and sweet pumpkin pies
–photo by me