Carefully cutting open the casing lengthwiseto fry its filling in my large silver pan,Sicilian sausage made in Northern California,not adding any oil yet, just the seasoned meat on its own,using…
Chocolate brown murklingering somewhere in-between colored water and flavored sirupespresso is a state of matterdenser than its brewed sibling or dripped over cousinno meddling with my precious drops of straight…
I got a rock in my sock around the clockthis sun is hot like a gun, no more fun, start to runneed to find some rain to keep sane, how…
One of the strangest things in the worldis a human finding joy amongst rubble and ruins;somehow turning a stone and seeing beauty,then noticing another one sparkle.And what was nothing but…
Good little girlsare not what they used to beand we love it.Good little girlsdon’t take no for an answerand we couldn’t agree more.Good little girlshave their own ideas about good…
I remember real streets looking like a black-and-white pictureso little color and so much crumble.I remember the sign of Café Kyrilwhose name I always read backwardsand whose doors I never…
As he was sitting at his desk on what had started out like any other regular work day where he pushed papers from left to right and then back from…
When you add one to another, it goes to eleven. NaPoWriMo 2024 Day 11: Write either a monostich, which is a one-line poem, or a poem made up of one-liner style…
My eyes and this perspective from the 37th flooris an impossible encounter.No human ever grows that tall and no tree either.To get this view, you need to build your own…
This is where we work from wework with a viewlook down at the city where busyness is duewatch tiny people not more than a smidgecrossing the street or line up…
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