Self Portrait

hungry face

snaggle-tooth

slouching in a 

vinyl booth

droopy face

fixed my teeth

head in hands 

money screen

is my hair still red

or wire?

do I still evoke desire?

jeans, converse, Peter Pan

I should get those dishes done

future me is Cubist 

Eating fish with triscuits

the truth is age is like a comeback

childhood stays affixed and the rest slides around

would you believe me if I said I've never minded any of it?

just been playing along because I liked the sound

shared reflections

 

Hot Yoga Haiku

Hot Yoga Haiku

Standing head to knee

I inhale exhale & stretch 

 —sweat drips / dances down

January 2, 2026

Bronx, NY

caretaker

make a list, give it numbers, bullets.

how many times

have I been asked

by a therapist

to catalog my values.

to be here exercising them 

in what doesn't feel like a choice

yawns at what I'd said aloud 

to someone in that opposite, paid chair.

had you told me then

years ago, so young and absurd,

about all the yesses

and all the nos

that would become what this now is,

I would've known better what love 

would look like

at midlife

but still wouldn't have been prepared 

for what being brutally needed 

would so intimately 

ask of me.