KJ Hannah Greenberg
Somewhere, amidst the hampers of laundry, piles of cookware, unanswered
Letters, teary nights, broken promises, journeys to the ER with small children,
Unmet expectations, pet deaths, teenage romances, financial insecurity, love,
Faulty contracts, additional taxes, leg braces, puffers, orthodics, insulin doses,
Two naked dove chicks hatched on the window nearest our jasmine such that
Green aromatics, pledged futures, calls for nourishment, nighttime blossoms,
Precipitation, tableaus of all manner of good things, the surmounting of tests,
Getting out of bed, again, eating breakfast once more, maybe, also showering,
Taught us resilience.
In the spaces between words, both dark and light possibilities raise young.
Conjecturing creates disoriented intervals that retain meaningfulness, hope
Sometimes, fledges. Via buds, by way of mature flowers, unborn prospects
Invite dreams. A little bit of shell, a leaf, ten, some sunshine, wee shelter,