I know I’m aching
for Los Angeles
when car tires
passing by
start to sound
like waves
crashing
there is water here
too cold to enter
the shore close
but rocky and
less welcoming
I yearn after
those long warm
October afternoons
at the ocean
skin salty
sun sinking
into evening
narinda heng 
<3 I thought I overheard hawks crying from the skies and it reminded me of LA/SB. Then I realized the sounds were creaky doors. Sigh.