Blue Sky


Seattle Washington
Photographer Unknown

The last day I remember being able to see the blue sky and the last time I remember breathing fresh air was just after Labor Day.

After that the fires came and the power went off and the smoke was here.

It felt like it had always been here.

But on Friday it rained and this morning I saw this little patch of blue sky.

I was pretty excited about that.

The funny thing is that now it seems like the that rolled around on the ground and filled the tree tops and covered the sky was a million years ago.

I don’t know if that’s a good thing. It doesn’t do any good to pretend things are peachy keen when they are not.

But sometimes I think we need a little break  from those smokey dark days that roll into our lives through no fault of our own.

Maybe that’s what I got this morning, I caught a break- the sky was blue and I felt peachy keen.

Photo A.M. Moscoso



Wait Up Now

RDP Friday – Again

Photo by Robin Schreiner on


The same numbers on the clock

the very same dates on the calendar

the same train to work

the same slack faces staring down at their phones

the same steps up to the street, grimy and slick with gum and coffee and pee

shampoo, rinse, repeat.


Repeat, repeat, repeat!

Wait, hold up now because

It’s Friday


and no matter how bleak it has been

all week


when it shows up

as usual


pretty  darn sweet.



Bored To Death


Abra Cadabra

one, two, three

If I cast a spell and steal a soul

will my world come back to me?


Somebody stole it

and took it away

somebody buried it

in an unmarked grave


Abra Cadabra

one, two, three

people shouldn’t mess

with devils like me.


Abra Cadabra

one, two, three

I have busy hands and sharp little teeth

and I am full of empty spaces just waiting to be filled.