The Tea Always Gets Over, Such Is The Complain

Art by Henriette Ronner Knip

Sad souls seeking salvation: slowly sipping sips of saline tea - too much salt in the sea and their eyes; the sea floods, their eyes do not. To their rescue comes whiffs of smoke blown from cigarettes stuck between their coarse lips devoid of kisses; when they are not stuck between their lips, they are… Continue reading The Tea Always Gets Over, Such Is The Complain

Grace, Men, Women, Cats, Beer, and Cigarettes

Cats have grace; Men in brown leather jackets don't. They spend too much time zipping and unzipping, while the cigarette they hold between their fingers burn out, and the beer on their tables gets warm - warm beer is no good. Cats walk with grace; their tails hung up. I call them to me making… Continue reading Grace, Men, Women, Cats, Beer, and Cigarettes