Cicada

c. 1996

This was my companion book to simple pleasures by Sasha. I. Nyktos.  It's a short chapbook filled with light poems, completely opposite of my usual subject matter.  It felt odd being in a different skin.  I didn't tread there much after that.

spring

water gushes past
in the brook,
something, perhaps,
very common,
but I smile,
because it's not ice.