A chickadee, perched upon
a flowering bough,
peeps and flitters, sunning her wings.
Head held high, songs lilt, and
wings flutter. She takes flight.
In the thin-blue twilight of
the sky, we join together.
My Only Love
I write fiction and poetry, like cooking & love my dog, MFA, Fiction (Columbia '03), publisher at Zio Apollo Press (he/him/his)
Cosimo Giovine 