Author Archives: Pazlo
Gift
The finest gift I ever received Did not come from a store. It wasn’t a thing I’d “always wanted”. Or replacement for that which I’d had before. It came to me without wrappings. No boxes or bags, no … Continue reading
Pinnacle
Remember these Tiger Lilies, This thick underbrush, This hazy morning. This Pinnacle Day. -Chuy
Reality
Haven’t you learned this already? Those things are not real. The trees, the rain, this trail, me. These are real. Ditch that other stuff. -Chuy
Waiting Game
I watched you push your painted, half-filled heart up the hill, Place it on a staff and wave it high For all to see. I saw you stumble when tragedy rent your days Like sails in the hurricane, … Continue reading
Stay
Let’s stay here. At this intimately familiar bend in the trail. Beneath these trees we know by name. We are not compelled to move. There is no war or fire or calamity or threat that coerces us to … Continue reading
