Bill paced around the house in his singlet and underpants with a new book in his hand. His wife, Martha, noticed his behaviour from the kitchen.

“What’s wrong, Bill?” she called, adjusting the curlers in her hair.

But Bill couldn’t hear Martha as he huffed and puffed, opening and closing…

Cindy arrived home after a long business trip. She turned the lights on to her apartment and made her way to the kitchen. She was starving. Her flight was delayed twice because of the approaching hurricane. And what made it worse is that they only served peanuts on the plane.

…

I don’t know why
we sometimes keep
birds in a cage

I don’t know why
love tends to last
when you let it go

I don’t know why
we hold onto things
that don’t matter

I don’t know why
we cut down trees
for parking lots

I don’t know why
less…

There once was a girl who sat on the steps
of my apartment building each and every
day

She never spoke to anyone as they passed by
but just smiled
politely

Sometimes she would glance my way
and our eyes would
interlock

Like two stars headed for
an interstellar binary…

Washing dishes in dreamy spheres
Of translucent bubbles
Allows one to escape and emit a rainbow
Of color that separates it from the others

As it takes a gentle ride into the atmosphere
Of the kitchen along its
Meandering path—gently up, up, and up
And slowly into orbit

But I…