Tagged: match

one day, our memories

one day, our memories
will no longer spark – you will
be left holding the

flint, and i will be steel, tired
of matching wits, igniting
.
20180428:0724
y

A4 and i are

in the shadows, we

it is rare to find

we are in many

we are in many
ways merely
ingredients,
going for
that luscious
match –
who is to say
shrimp and
grits
is more
divine than
shrimp with
cocktail sauce,
curry mango,
andouille
.
20160624:1850
y

nothing lights up