Stargirl

While the rose blooms
its thorns don't bother me
So
I keep jars full of dreams
on my nightstand and
walk stony beaches
where pussy willow branches
lace a roof over my head

While the rose blooms

In my dreams
a frostbitten moon feels warm
and lemon blossoms
scent the air

People ride
on origami paper cranes
and the roads are paved with sandstone
implanted with seaglass

In my dreams
everyone lives

What happened yesterday
It broke me a little
Hurt
my identity

I
used to be proud to be an American
used to be proud
of what a strong country we were
Now 
I don't know what to feel
except shame
and fear

In the afterlife
we live in a place
filled with swirling
silk clothed dancers
light on their feet
around trees dripping
with white Christmas lights

We drink green tea while
petals from cherry trees 

On the subway
I am
just another face for
peoples eyes to skim over
another person sitting
on a worn peeling
tangerine colored seat
under flickering
fluorescant lights

On the subway I
blend into the grey

Sunset

Thistle down
and lavender
soft
wind like
dragonfly wings softly
kissing my face

The shy butterfly sunlight
so timid
in the morning
now boldly touching everything
one last time