mocha frappé morning

a whipped cream and
chocolate syrup on top kind of day

but it’s a temporary fix,
an indulgence giving me a caffeine high
and brain freeze

~kat~

it’s already old news…

even as streets, like arteries,
hemorrhage children, demanding

the right to see another day…
pious lawmakers hide and wait
for the rage to bleed out

~kat~

sunburst at dawn

winter bones shimmer,
stardust frosted

an apparition
materializes
from wistful longing

~kat~