Skies and mountains, moons and suns have won my trust. Tomorrow only always on my mind, it’s good, I trust. Spinny doors somewhere else, in a city far, this is what people are like pretty faces all around, beware of snakes and who to trust. Soon, hoping for a break of time, a long empty stretch…… Continue reading Yellow, a ghazal
US-95
He worries like someone driving a long straightaway in an open country with nothing but clear skies ahead, and he the only car. Windows down, crisp, morning air. On his flanks, nothing save open land, brown, rocky expanse, mountains far away, cherried white, looks like Mars – like that nothing. But the road before him…… Continue reading US-95
Table for One
I had Tuscan Butter Shrimp for dinner yesterday, a Keto dish I found online. I dropped Andres off for soccer practice and drove to Fred Myer. I bought the necessary ingredients for the meal and because I hadn’t eaten all day, I also bought some California Rolls. At home, I stood at the kitchen counter,…… Continue reading Table for One
Snakes
A few months ago, I was in Colorado for a training. I was with a stellar group of teachers from where I work and teachers from all over the country. Every morning, we would cram into a van that would take us to the training site. On the ride one morning, I was talking to…… Continue reading Snakes
Ezekiel Soza 