Corners

He holds her hand
and she looks to her knees
hiding her shy smile.
She's not ready yet
not ready for him to see
the love the reaches to
the corners of her mouth
as they lift towards
the glitter in her eyes.



Words by Lisa

Flyaways

I want to observe
the way you react to rainfall
do you cower against needle-sharp
wind soaked resistance
or stride heavily against pitted puddles?
does your hair go a-mess
with the stress of the weather
or are you above concerning yourself
with what's out of your control?


-m.r.