Friday, April 9, 2010

Lights out. Bugs out.

Light switches are dead.
Across the floor. In darkness.
A cockroach runs.

Thursday, April 8, 2010

Spring: I need a tan


Dresses. Skirts. Legs bare.
White. Pastey white. Blinding white.
Almost albino.

Saturday, April 3, 2010

Spring Skiing

Skis glide. Snow swishes.
Sunny skies. Shredding layers.
Sweet and delicious.

Friday, April 2, 2010

Clink clink syrah syrah

Two glasses of wine
Where has my tolerance gone
Tired and tipsy

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Buono appetito


Wine flows. Dish after dish.
Risotto. Porcini. Quail.
Fullness ensues. Yum.

http://www.gianonyc.com/

A heart grows in Brooklyn


Brooklyn. Tree lined blocks.
Cafes, boutiques, and fine food.
Brownstones and good people.

Dear MTA, A tribute to NY's underground rail world


A monopoly.
I need you, but I hate you.
You win. Take me to Brooklyn.


Rats. Fat and filthy.
Run on the tracks. Rummaging.
Dine on New York's fine cuisine.


F stands for funky.
Converse sneakers. Skinny jeans.
All hipsters aboard.