4 Responses to “lit”

  1. tuesday morning, car
    horns are squeezing
    headlights into the fog
    of that last treasured
    moment before the
    alarm goes off. in
    pairs, each bright
    bulb bobs
    and grows, like
    winter solstice’s
    rice balls floating
    in sweet,
    gingery broth,
    beckoning for a
    bite that awakens
    black sesame,
    and finally, all
    the remaining

  2. Used to be this pic would make me cry but I love it now! Thank you !

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