by Mary Padilla

Joy is what
sneaks in
through the cracks,
not something
we can plan.

It isn’t anything.
Actually that’s it –
it’s not a thing,
a concrete noun.

It’s more of a verb –
something that
just happens,
and exists only
in the moment.

It’s just a bubble
whose essence lies
in the immanence
of the “pop.”

Mary Padilla is interested in experimenting with using sound and sense to explore felt experience.