I don’t know when

We last talked

We last saw each other

We last hugged

We last told each other

I love you

I don’t know when

We will talk

We will see each other

We will hug

We will tell each other

I love you

I don’t know when

I forgave you

I don’t know when

You forgave me

But I am asking

Do you know when

The wind is subtle

Clouds are absent

Waters still

Palm trees

Providing shade

Sand steady

Except for

Foot prints

By wild life

And humans

Nothing planned

Until

the sunset

-Jennie Nawrocki

Yelling outside

My door

Inaccessible facilities

Loud vehicles

Streaming by

Food limited

News specified

Interrupted sleep

They call it

A shelter

Helping me reform

I call it

A torture chamber

Of hell

-Jennie Nawrocki