Tagged: palate
we are testing each
we are testing each
other with white chocolate –
different, same, different.
there is nothing exact in
white chocolate-covered memories
.
20171006:2122
y
sunday brunch rolls up
sunday brunch rolls up
against the sun, one lick away
from getting burnt
.
20140603:0845
y
at grandfather’s house
at grandfather’s house,
tea flowed into the contours
of conversation –
inspiring the palate, unfurling
each tightly held message
.
20120401:0852
y
y 