Bound Hearts

Festive reflection

Flutter

 On the wings of a smile.

Tones

In the park, a crowd gathered around the men playing mahjong. Women sit together. I listen closely to the tones of their language , the sound of shuffling sandals circling around me.

the gathering

a wave

  A wave rose and grabbed me off  the bench and I drifted with a paper cup.

a star

The East River was a sky of flickering stars.