"This was a story about a girl who could find infinite beauty in anything..."-The Brothers Bloom

Saturday, January 21, 2012

January California

Finally, it’s raining.
My window is open to the January air
so I can hear the rain music and the night noise.
Peeling an orange fresh from the land
Citrus juice bursts 
I’m eating a jewel.
My Japanese fish is looking for a fight.
I’ve become a pair of nocturnal night eyes
Irises in full bloom.
Mark my words
yours are my bedtime story.

Friday, January 6, 2012

It smells like SoCal

Original photo by Alexa Alari

Dawn be Crackin'

I'm not quite asleep and not quite awake
I can't believe how this young body aches
Got to stop all these dark nights of late
I like to hang with the stars and the owls
and join the lone wolf when it howls
I'm one of those all night stay up laters
contemplating the moon and it's craters
I'm not wasting my time by making these rhymes
But now it's dawn and I'm ready to crash
So blow out the light and scatter the ash.

by Alexa Alari