Poetry: High Mist Toward Noon by Magdalena Zurawski
Instituted at the desk but not yet overcome
by the banality at the end of imagination, you ask
the page: will all tongues
run dry? You’re invested personally.
Song In My Head:Imitation of Life by R.E.M.
Quote: “Love keeps the cold out better than a cloak.” – Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Anywhere But Here: The Wave Organ, San Francisco, CA