A Late Arrival

Snowstorm 1: Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt
Snowstorm 2: Photo Credit: Tremaine L. Loadholt

winter snow whips through
blanketing the city streets
a late “White Christmas.”

Saturday: The Beauty of Newness

now my nerves can settle,
my heart no longer flutters,
butterflies aren’t forming,
in my stomach and all is well.

today, I experienced hearty laughs,
a homecooked meal not prepared
by my hands, a casual walk around
a community park, and in-depth
conversations.

I watched my dog patrol my
best friend’s home searching for
her late friend.
we sighed. we teared up.
it’ll take time for this pain
to subside. I will not rush it.

Saturday gifted me with the
beauty of newness.
while safe in my cocoon before,
I slithered out to smell the
air of a different place, in the
comfort of living beings,
and I needed it.