breath

stepping out of the car at "the river," i breathe air that is fuller, denser, wetter, airier, than city air
it fills me all the way up

sip

a chocolate croissant, still warm from the oven
a strong cup of coffee, sweet and hot
one bite, one sip makes my day

free

too much to do, too much to do, too much to do....
anger slips in, undetected
then unleashes his venom when the smallest thing goes wrong
i want to lash out
instead i hide out
feeling
feeling
feeling
ah...he is spent
and i am free

glasses

taking my glasses off as I walk, the world is muted, soft, and blurry around the edges. like it is. not sharp and clear and in focus, like i would like it to be. i resolve to walk this way more often to train in seeing. 

dolphin

swimming, i am all business
pull, kick, turn, breathe.
pull, kick, turn, breathe. 
after awhile i start to watch the others
underwater.
it's not the usual crowd of would-be lochtes today.
on either side of me they are bobbing, paddling, floating, luxuriating.
enjoying.
i try to bring some of this energy into my own workout at each turn.
turn, twist, push, glide. 
turn, twist, push, glide.
it works.
i am a beautiful dolphin,
playing.
in my element.

crow

black crow calling
caw! caw! caw! caw!
anybody there?

lice

again. again. again. again.
the word haunts me; reverberating in my mind.
why? lice? again?
i breathe and remember...
there is no why.
there is only how.