Note: This was supposed to have been posted on the actual New Year, but then I got sick and I opted to just spend that day watching anime. Yes, I started the year with anime marathons as many in my generation should. In any case, I hope you like this poem – and the poem I’ll post on Friday.

That last year was a bit fickle

and so many times, in a pickle

like a person with sickle

cell I

ached with abandon

with heart pieces random

and found things to stand on-

I write

to the new year

for a new batch of new fears

for sad-tears and joy-tears

that I

could then use to water

the tree of life’s daughter

as I gamely totter

for flight.