Ours

As we hiked Mount Tamalpais Watershed, Blue orchids, Red-bellied newts, pink cascades Enchanted us. Tidefalls washed Over succulent- Studded cliffs Before your Tiny feet ran through their flow Into the ocean. Snow-colored Seagulls sauntered down Stinson Beach Sand dollars Scattered like shore-confetti Beneath salty breeze. Time waves, fleets Memories become Distant dreams, Poems penned. Alliteration…

Everything

Just like that The universe gifts Me my heart Back. One text Returns my skin’s healthy glow And melts my ego. She says she Is disappointed By certain Actions, but Understands I didn’t choose My mental illness. “I miss you, I understand if You’re mad but I miss you Every single day, always, I had…

Truth of weed withdrawal

Whoever said that weed isn’t addictive And weed doesn’t cause withdrawals Was almost as full of shit as My body, all day today. The nausea is absolutely debilitating. I spent like thirty minutes Slowly, shakily preparing Delicious, nutritious food, took one bite, Got so sick that all I could do Was go stand in a…

I forgot

Quitting smoking weed is so hard Today is my first real zero day After days of cutting down and down And my dumbass had to drink Last night and tonight too Why am I so dumb Excuse me while I Fill this entire valley full of vomit.

How I Know

This morning I spotted a raven pecking At a packet of Tangerine Liquid IV Up in an apple tree in Curry Village. As soon as she dropped it, I pounced Over the rope, snatched the electrolytes, And secured them into the garbage bin. (Without uniform, status, or pay.) The raven flew to the top of…

Reasonal Ranger

I’m starting to think I’m here for a reason. Once upon a time, the National Park Service Would have laughed at the idea Of hiring a black ranger Or a female ranger Or a blind ranger Or a wheelchair bound ranger. All of that has changed, yet The old boys club still scoffs At the…

Memories From A Snowy Year

Turquoise rapids rush Beneath burgeoning bridges Built from cobblestones My hand rests against Cold granite as my eyes Devour warning signs. “DANGER! FRAZIL ICE!” My feet fall two steps down For every three they climb Towards Lower Yosemite Fall Which only seems to enhance The glimmer in my eyes, I’m still alive. The PTSD hasn’t…

Lessons From Bears

Successful, well fed Wild animals are A little terrible sometimes Cutthroat Dog eat dog Bear eat bear, or Bitch eat bitch, if you will Sorry it had to be you, but I wanna be successful so I went in for the kill

Only For The Night

Finally I’m alone In an insulated Room of my own For how long I don’t know But for at least one night I tell myself It’s okay No one will Bother me today. Still, My heart races. Has my soul Forgotten How to sit in silence? Can she re-learn?

Damp Sheets

Clarity Returns to me as Cannabis Seeps, sweats, stinks Out my weary, withered pores, Slowly sobering