is there a spot
they haven't yet
painted white?

Dillo Fenderson

another big step
on his way
to independence

Dillo Fenderson

coughing his lungs out
he holds his cigarette
like a lifeline

Asuguo

I'd better
follow his path
exactly

Dillo Fenderson

the garden and me,
book, chips, soft drink;
a spring afternoon

Dillo Fenderson

biking through
the forest of
emerging colors

Asuguo

passing the barking dog
feels like listening
to a broken record

Asuguo

asking why
doesn't always
make sense

Dillo Fenderson

a day has
24 hours and not
a single one more

Asuguo

this deja vu
was caused
by twins

Dillo Fenderson