Friday Morning Bus Ride


Street Poetry and Photography Entry 1 (10.16.15)

Street Photography and Poetry Entry 1 (10.16.15)

I still look for you
even in places where I know you’ll never go to.

You hide yourself well in pen tips
and pencil tops and pictures taken.
That’s why I make art–
to find you again
and again
and again

end again.

(FRIDAY MORNING BUS RIDE: Entry #1 of my Street Photography and Poetry Series. You know, sometimes when you’re lucky, the words just flow freely. You never let those moments pass.)