A lounge to sit with Old couches and Red paint peeling like a Being ebbing feeling Losing the mysteries Its history kept secret When you pour Into porcelain Liquid medicine Cut tea That breaks the rim Of fine china where Your lips meet And invoke the dream Following the Vale of Tears To the infernalContinue reading “Radcliffe Tea House”
Textured red leather Notebook In the palm Of my hand Sitting In the sand Leather shoes off To feel the grains A matching brown-red Belt loosened To enjoy the sun In this glorious desert
Valentine’s Cinnamon and raisin bread Butter Cheese Toasted Foil Candles A blanket In a cold backyard ‘Romantic’ Can I Fix this?
Outflow This marred ground Evinces a Sweet smell Of manufactured Forests dripping With the hard work It took to grow. A concrete creek Dopily streaming Down the length of the acre Has sand and gravel Trailing down its center Where runoff carried it As far as it could. Stopping short Just before the opening OfContinue reading “Outflow”