I Want to Speak of Want
of the need for lyricwhispers and fingertipsbehind my earlike a distant melody of dappled water that flowswhere tulips opentheir soft petals spreadinglike a morning... Read more.
The Mission
She chops onions dumps themin black beans garnishedwith overcooked porkadds cumin and rosemaryleftover out-of-dateserendipity for the poorlined neatly on the other... Read more.