Puny Poetry

I. Our First Time

We road tripped to new lives - together
Unsteady
On the highway
In the high winds
Whinneying
Space between
Windows and their
Worn seals,
Keeping our silence
Secret


II. Talking About Religion

The athiest said
True love
IS his God;
Now
I know
I don't believe in it.

III. Studio Apartment

In Lia Jade's
Slick hardwood
Kitchen,
On the floor
In the dark
I think more than I write
A one-woman sit-in
My first night in Boston.