~Sappy Daze~ Day 11

The  night  I got stranded  in Kyoto,  

the weeping  willows charmed me  more than  the  Sakura. I watched  the streets crawl  out of  bed and  join me  greet the  large crows.  My eyes  nestled on a fluffy one’s matching winter coat.  Led by the screeching subways, I lead the way past the bridge away from a Family Mart’s jingles. The trains filled at 6:40 AM reminded me of the temple night and  day  with  the  club.  The  fleeting  city  trickled  the  compartments  empty.   The  stragglers  tickled my curiosity. Did they wonder about my journey or did  I imposter their lives wandering?  I  questioned my life  cycling in the  ptptptptptptptpt  of rain towards the  fshfshfshfshf  of  waves. The  night ended  with falling off  a bike  hearing  opera. The  day  started  with   falling    asleep.

- Sappy

~Sappy Daze~ Day 10

Whisper 

i remember thinking i could channel the 
energy of the earth in gym class while 
on the verge of losing dodgeball 
i crouched down and touched the sticky 
gym floor i don’t remember if i won or 
not only that at that moment i truly felt 
the power of nature and used it perhaps 
that’s one privilege children have their 
ability to ask favors from the soil burying 
their mother the earth that will one day 
bury them too

- sappy

Capturing Campus: Christmas for the Dead

Christmas for the Dead

In the graveyard

with holly and mistletoe

on old oak trees

bare limbs and tinsel

a celebration past sundown

paper snowflakes on headstones

and candy cane bouquets

that can’t be eaten by those with  

missing fingerbones and teeth in odd places

and no nose to redden 

from the biting chill of eve

but they gather and lounge

on hills that are their final home 

to proclaim the festivities are for all

and to all a goodnight