nicknames
tomatoes on the vine
rubbing ginger on my wrist and inhaling
the smell of fresh cut tuberoses
Persephone
digging my bare hands thru a barrel of rice
reciting sonnets
that one perfectly roasted good sunflower seed
This American Life
popping gum
Amoeba Music
Farmers Market's
taking Sunset Blvd. to the Sea
listening to Petey Greene preach
watching squirrels watching me watch them
hummingbirds
the smell of book stores
looking at the legs of men
cow hides and chic furniture
graphic novels
Sade
broken in Frye boots
the lift of a new bra
lesbonic pulp fiction paper back illustrations
freshly sewn in weave
my mami and pops
sitting in front of the Art Institute of Chicago
people watching
reminiscing over childhood fantasies
stalking you on facebook
tweets on twitter
hearing Mel sing
walking along the Strand in Manhattan Beach
kissing
pooting on the treadmill unapologetically
Foodnetwork's Alton Brown
giving praise when I receive royalties, and residuals
the giddy moment I feel in the theatre when the lights lower and actors take places
my friends
taking the A train uptown
the deep slumber after a good cry
my freckles
laughing on the phone with big brother
gazing at the Big Dip
my Marc Jacob galoshes
and knowing some people actually enjoy my work.
These are a few things that I love. And most of all dear reader, I luff you.
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4 comments:
I am more and more convinced that we are soul mates.
I'm going to have to try the ginger n the wrist..Happy Love Day!
I'm going to marry both of yous.
come here in the summer, we can sit in front of the Art Institute and people watch together♥
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