Tag: latte


Poem: Ode to my morning paper

Here’s to you, old friend. Here’s to our mornings together Latte in hand, feet propped, reading. Here’s to my black-stained hands, my saliva fingers, Evidence of our daily love affair. Here’s to the quick, finite snip of scissors, My sad, hopeless attempt to keep you with me a little while...

by Marian
July 2, 2010

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