Lachrimosa / Eve

On my desk
I have a view of our world

There is Florida
down below the clouds.

The Caribbean.
Puerto Rico.

The vast expanse of space against the limb of the horizon.
A sunrise dawn as the planet turns to warmth and light
away from the cold night


Planet Earth is blue.
My breath catches in my throat.

I must work today.
I must not open your mail.
I know I will.
But now.
For work.


The strange theory of quantum entanglement.
Creepy action
at a distance.

Can you tell your husband what's wrong?
Do you believe.

In Tears?