While we were standing in line to vote yesterday, another college student and I struck up a conversation. Even after polling was done, we sat together outside and chatted for over an hour until I had to leave for my evening class–but not without exchanging contact information! This kind of thing is why I place so much value on just talking to others. You never know when you’ll make another friend. I was so happy, seriously.

Underwing

Even on the whitest of creatures
the shadows underwing are tinted
with the vibrancy of the sky above
      and the colors below their flight.
Even within the defined geometry of pillars and panes
the wings of that creature are curved
along the limitless lines of the sky above
and the webbing of all that below.

Tonight we’ll dine beside the light

Tonight we'll dine beside the light and divvy up our plates
Together with glee set life aside locked deep in weekday's case
We'll eat our mains, and salads too, perhaps some fruit and drink
We'll talk a bit, and chat some more, leave none alone to think
And music plays and sings hello to the laughs we use for crutch
And when it turns to eve of day unlock our heavy box
Clean up our things, and go to bed, then wake with Monday thoughts
But savior be the plans we make to meet in one week's time
So now we'll keep ourselves afloat in wait of cycled prime.