first date

“Water is essential for hydration,” he said in between small sips.

I knew I liked him then.

I had never seen anyone talk about water for so long on a first date before. And even if I never got to love him after that, at least I loved him then; in that brief moment, that short circuit in the Universe on just another ordinary Friday in the Fall.



Lemon haze and this creek
The sun’s heat on my naked skin
My limbs on the breathing earth
The cool breeze
a tease of the winter that’s to come.

Hush hush now,
Be who you be and worry not
about the “aren’ts”
The leaves whisper the name they’ve given me, and
With my head and body leaned against an old, wise tree
I sit
And I am still,