I have sent my resume in for a chance at being the poet laureate for the Fremont Bridge later this year. I have son great ideas and I wanted to share the first poem that I have written about the Fremont Bridge:

Angles in Orange & Blue

If I crossed the Fremont Bridge

As never before-

Towers diagonally

Like Petit holding

Eyes below, I would

Write the view of corvids

That call this angle common.

Moses burning bush

Would have competition.

I have removed my sandals

Long ago, pressed my soles

To steel mesh and heard

My fascia cry: I am home!