JANUARY
Not me but my soul
traveled through my life
with a father a driver
but I avoided driving
I hated the curves
FEBRUARY
Last winter days with small shivers
of the morning fog
of the boiling coffee
of the ocean tide
that the wind whispered
MARCH
to be bitten by a mosquito in March
is unbelievable, isn’t it
undeserved night waking
bathing alcohol cream special