Holiday shifts

double time, time and a half, time

of time zones

of perceived notions, tones,

recipes for disaster and love wiping the plate clean,

sopping turkey giblet gravy with a fresh slice of bread.

Why driving to the airport

no matter whether I’m picking up, dropping off, going, or coming

in the drudgery of a circling traffic drone

feels like a change

leaves me with the tiny hope

that things are moving forward.

You could see Catalina from the top of Hollywood.

You could hear the glimmer of the ocean,

feigning only being 20 feet away.

Not just stuck in a concrete jungle,

it’s possible to feel like you’re on the planet Earth in Los Angeles.