Tagged: menu

4:06 a.m., you ordered a

4:06 a.m., you ordered a
ballad, as if it were on the
menu, called for it like
we had just spun the
wheel of fortune, and we
landed fairly far
afield into the post-
9/11 inappropriate
Bangles, but you
whispered close enough
as though you knew Bette
Midler was queued up next,
and we were hours till dawn
.
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tuesday evening, the

tuesday evening, the
choices were all too
clear, decadent –
single steak or
prime ribs, medium
rare
or just plain
medium, German
fried potatoes or
baked oversized
with sour cream,
everything
served up, nothing
left to chance
.
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it is sometimes a