Joshua+Block

Memory Poem:


 * Round**

Feet sinking into soil remnants of rain-- warm followed by a cool glow.

Lungs push outward, there is nothing else in the world.

I am on my own, an island around water.

Near the willow trees, roots. I speed by.

What was that feeling? That sound?

Next lap white frog belly pointing at the sky.

Try to keep thinking free.

Darkness streams in. We are hardly awake And the thought of the day ahead is too much.
 * Ode to the 5 am Diaper Change**

It is a feat to function. Yet here we are in tact.

There will be no more sleep, regardless. My body crumbles. The sky has begun to glow.

Through it all I cannot repress a smile. A face that shines. The world catches up.