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She said she felt like
a fairy princess, draped in
blue with beaded swirls.
Formally over
twelve years of learning to look
good on this one night.
In it she was arm
candy, someone that turned heads
unexpectedly.
Our waitress admits
the town has its share of ghosts.
We sleep with lights on.
She curls around the
baby like a spiral shell
protecting its snail.
One piece would last for
hours and have few calories.
(I’m working on it.)
From a Revealing
start to this auspicious point -
my life in short form.
Night winds roar like a
giant parent screaming “Go
to sleep!” without words.
Vegans, stay away,
lest your firm resolve melt from
tender smoked brisket.
Slanting through speckled
panes, turning cobwebs into
faerie gossamer.
Muddy quads, walls bare
of ivy still inspire awe.
Can we get in?
Ph.D.s waitress
here, M.A.s babysit, ’cause
no one wants to leave.
Hills like cut paper
black against tissue blue skies.
Through poked holes, stars shine.
Unaware of her
beauty, unselfconsciousness
gives each movement grace.
From an estate sale -
pendulum clock. Westminster
chimes now count my days.
Tourists whisked to the
top while on tenant floors, one
hears “shhhhhhsss” like secrets.
Like a jeweler
displaying gems on velvet
wealth gleams beyond reach
On a cluttered Queens
balcony he stands, watching
the complex decay.
Today J begins
flying not yet a driver
the sky’s the limit
Dreams of Oscars like
sugarplums dance in their heads.
Hollywood’s Christmas.
Kid in candy shop
I dab on product in search
of my true colors.
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