• December:
    The last time there was this much wind
    It blew the wrestling mats we’d used as sleds
    Over and around and on top of each other
    Into the fence around the tennis courts.

    I didn’t know, but she left early for school
    To pull them back up the hill, last time
    And under a leafless tree.
    Slipping, probably, in the snow
    Because she’s always been a little clumsy.

    But maybe, she just climbs up more icy hills
    Then most people do.

    March:
    I fell asleep when we were supposed to be
    Looking at the stars and talking about philosophy
    Because it was just so warm and safe
    Being part of our three-dimensional puzzle

    It rained today and the sky was overlapping
    shades of gray, as if the world was saying goodbye

    but at least it’s raining.