(inspired by Prague-- October 2015) Absinthe There’s a green light tonight on the city crawl,raw like moonshine under clocks of starssignaling to come by the dark room,images of some alchemy cloaked in hazeof a mysterious poetry To drink, or not to drink:even the best remedy shudders at first,icy jaws plunge into the green pond,no reason … Continue reading Absinthe (poem)
Rebecca Goes Rendezvous 
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