Your ghost haunts me still.
[Did you send him here to me?]

I see
         your tousled blond hair,
         those bright blue eyes
         your round red lips,
but
        It is never really you.

Your lips are the first
I ever thought of touching.
[Did you know how close I came?]

It snowed the day after you left.
I tried desperately
to catch just one
                            perfect flake
to send to you.

You cannot mail a snowflake!
my mother righteously said.
[Did you remember the frozen day
when I loved you first?]

My heart is frozen now.

And I suppose it didn't matter
since you were gone.

You left me here and I
could not forgive you,
that must be why
your ghost haunts me now.

I am sorry. I am so sorry.

I let you slip
through my fingers
                               and now
there is nothing left.

invisible force,
not to reckon with
subtle with power
sway, circulation
flow and erosion
to feel your touch
hear your passing
never truly see you
but in the trees' dance
they are alive and strong
yet never move on their own
you give them a life
that they can never have
you give them the song
the rhythm and beat
to dance to
like a sparkling of their fingers
and the twirl of their hair

you give our world depth,
shape the sand and earth
in ways we can never achieve
forge mountains and
break what we so
pain strikingly *****
you are the might
who moves oceans
the strength who uplifts houses
the delicate touch
of making a dandelion sneeze
the exquisite sweetness
of swilling leaves

we try to harness you
imitate you
adore you
fear you
though we can never
stop you

I just packed up by band uniform and brought it downstairs. My mom asked if I had to turn in my band uniform tomorrow and I immediately started bawling my eyes out as if someone just died. I’m going to miss this band so much that it hurts. I still can’t believe I will never wear that uniform ever again. I have so many great memories, friendships, and mentorships that could never be replaced because of the Salem High School Marching Band & Colorguard. I just hope that all of you who are a part of band realize how much my time with you has meant to me. Band truly is life, and I am going to miss it like crazy. Saying goodbye to this vital part of my life is going to be anything but easy, but unfortunately I have no choice, and I guess it is time. I hope to visit next year and during the summer. God bless </3 <3

It's colder these days
not the weather
two weeks into June is
August in sharp focus

But it is colder
on the walks
each night before bed

meandering walks that were
periodically broken up
are short now
and the breaks
seem
much
longer

but it will not be long
before the break
is indefinite
the walks will
be solitary
until the last break
is unbroken

"That," they say
"is when you will
finally catch a break."

That is their system
it is broken

and the walks are
still cold
So I hurry on
to keep warm