For Trent (And Bill, and the people who read the refrigerator note but don't understand it…)

Maybe because
it is spring
I am naked
and whitegreen,
newly formed
and forming.
Maybe because
I want the wind
on my face
and at my back.
Maybe because
I am burned
by the sun
but need it
to blind me.
Or maybe
the taste of ashes
means I am
a phoenix, rising,
and now
it is time
to fly






  1. Trent Lewin Avatar

    And I am so glad that you are back. Hope you hit the heights that you are meant for, Jones. I will be watching and admiring.

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