Leap Day

It's not even eight in the morning yet and I'm having an amazing day.
I think there's something terribly lucky and wonderful about leap days. I feel different today. Like I belong, or even better, like I feel like staying.

Oh, What Has Begun?

Maybe this afternoon, for a minute, I was a kid again. Sitting atop the swing-set monkey bars watching a pink sky creep over Boston as the sun sank behind me, the cold air made it impossible for my mind to be anything but clear.
My nose was pink and my sweatshirt was too thin but I couldn't let it get to me, not just yet. I had to stay out there because I could tell, I won't feel that way again in a long time.

Hoping For a Dreamless Sleep

You were my New Year's resolution. Forgetting you, rather.
When I first started trying not to think about you anymore, I dreamt about you for the first time, and then every night for a week.
I know the truth and I think you do too. I watch you walking by, walking away and still nothing seems to change. It's a horrible thing.
Now I only wait for the day I can remember how to forget.