Many wake to snow today
On paths that once were dusty grey...

Calm Serengeti waterhole
Returns its zebra and their foals...

Going through those albums
Under your iron bed...

Muted bright was snuffed that night
Under the sightless sky...

Trump Tweeting,
uncharacteristically...

as the body count
careered out of control those...

writing poetry
for my mirror revealed a...

Incessant flies are buzzing
In these fire-hydrant times...

Bringing my library
On every journey was not...

another headline
tumbles across a mass grave...

Marching on Congress
Confirmed a widely held view...

i knew this new strain
was real when my guests started...