so it begins

spring is so distracting gaping maws of pink and purple snapdragons fluttering silken poppy petals softly raucous yellow sorrel blossoms tangles of sun-drenched nasturtiums i feel lucky to have not crashed into anything while gawking but the season is still young, yet with more long, bright days on the way and many chances to trip … Continue reading so it begins


tonight i realized i never thanked you for showing me how to love poppies how they sway like girls' upturned skirts in the wind how bright their petals against LA smog how satiny how they emerge from buds shaped like witches' hats like magic i ought to thank you for that for the bursts of … Continue reading poppies