Sunday, December 12, 2010

no finer thing

than a dream that has wing
or a mug that is
still
full of foam

on a day where
the wind
is not bound
to rescind

and when we
do not want
to be home

pizzeta

pizza for kieran
it happens sometimes; this thing
where i bring bros. food

{it's cold, he's at work and he tends to like pizza.}

blizzard sunday

braved the wind and snow
for company, cozy din,
cinnamon and soy

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

Something I wrote on Sept 25

black, white
coffee high
sparkly
skinny love
weightless
melt