Day 29 – Sauvignon Blanc

Sauvignon Blanc

Hot spring nights, 

The world is flowers and pollen.

I walk down suburban streets and think of you.

I don’t know why my mind comes back,

Why you knowing me as I am is something I want to hold on to.

My thoughts jumble at the bottom of the bottle.

I wonder if I’ve had too much wine tonight. 

Day 20 – Fulton Street

Fulton Street

I know the sound of the streets in Manhattan,

My heart races with the G into the Brooklyn night.

I wonder why life is drawn in subway lines,

Where the heart is that these veins seek.

Who am I to map this corner of the universe,

My balcony a fire escape, to your views of the East River. 

I live in one city and hundreds at once.