The Looking Glass Volume 40 | Page 18

Good Day 

Jose Chavez Inestroza

 I wake up to a dark sky; 

Shine lights through it. 

I open the door, the cars go and the forest noises fade. 

I walk by deer as the day begins. 

 

Soon people to be met, people to greet. This feels a bit

sweet, like kinda real neat. 

I smile throughout. 

 

Today’s a good day. 

The sun falls, but my smile won’t. If I slow down

time, if there's no escape to the night, will it feel right? 

 

The standard of good has changed, 

so take in everyday, 

every dawn, every fall.