Rounding the Bases

Rain and thunder outside of a small room

a brief tour of San Francisco comes to mind

you didn't know me then
though,

I was just as bad at making decisions.

I'm better now...

still not perfect.

My book pile is swelling again, 

driven by flight of fancy or the insistence of new friends

though-

mostly-

just good titles

and flashy covers.

A trip to Tennessee with

someone new

rainy roads

familiar corners

and still:

My hands ache 

and bleed-

one new hobby 

a tentpole in my chest;

punches driven by

a heart full of