folding her prayers
into a handkerchief
for safekeeping
Tooth
child’s first lost tooth
tucked in an envelope
long forgotten
Fawn
the hard glitter
of oncoming headlights—
a fawn freezes
Banzai
boys of summer
riding wave after wave—
Banzai Pipeline
Unwrapping
trembling fingers
unwrapping the straw mat
for the last time
Breath
The harvest moon,
if taken in my hand,
would weigh one breath.
Bushels
bushels of plums—
the joy of abundance
from her orchard
