Shore

a horseshoe crab shell
empty in the shadow of
an upturned rowboat

moonlit surf-
the lifeguard tower
stands empty

Distance

feeling out of place
out of time and out of mind
without you with me

unfamiliar stars-
in hotel sheets
missing you

Trouble

you think things are bad
why not try rolling your eyes
at me one more time

crows take flight-
under the elm
a shallow grave

Burden

down by the river
releasing slights collected
after all these years

on my back-
the weight of countless
grains of sand

Lakeside

an empty rowboat
tied down to a weathered dock
rocking in the swells

salt spray-
the old pier’s
bleached bones

Pinned

a beast of burden-
the cold weight of my shadow
pins me to the past

shadow boxes-
beetle’s wings
on display

Return

reliving the past-
why am I drawn back to you
time and time again

poison ivy-
the inevitability
of regrowth

Regrets

your name on my phone-
against my better judgment
I answer the call

labor day-
the first taste
of pumpkin spice

Futility

in the deep end
endlessly treading water
lest I slip under

sand hill cranes-
a bicycle rusts
amid the cattails

Justice

who will stand and speak
when there is such injustice
if not I then who?

angry seas-
ramshackle rafts
adrift and lifeless