"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.


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