Tanglethis – One Hundred Twenty October 31, 2008

I’m sorry, Philly.
I can’t bring myself to scream
myself hoarse for you.

Tanglethis – One hundred nineteen October 31, 2008

Instead of a storm,
a flood, slow branchwater.  We
swim but don’t resist.

October 31, 2008

EVOO and

Old Bay roast at 300

for great pumpkin seeds!

victorygrey.32 not just the ones overturning cars and planters October 31, 2008

HONK HONK HONK HONK HONK!!!
in the night, carhorns blast like bombs.
you’re ALL terrorists.

ecentipede: CXX October 31, 2008

cold fingers and toes
new mysterious aching
fall is in my bones

Tanglethis – One Hundred Eighteen October 30, 2008

While the city shouts
joy on all sides, our lips meet
quiet, unnoticed.

October 30, 2008

Pretzels, piggies, pens,

and Phillies penetrate my

peripheral view.

ecentipede: CXIX October 30, 2008

i surprised myself
with pride and glee in winning
this is my city

October 29, 2008

Lethargically

traipsing through open baggage

bound to close in time

Tanglethis – one hundred seventeen October 29, 2008

Today’s menu: some
feminism and coffee
with milk and sugar.

After lunch (crossword
puzzle): postmodernist
metafiction, tea.