I like my apples waxed

The chubbification of cheeks.

A rice knack-

The You Wishes.

(Taking off your shoes in places where shoes aren't normally removed.)

Legs in winter.

A deeply areligious man.

(Reading a book on the history of aspirin would give me a headache.)

By the time you read this

Tree leaners,
Point gleaners.

We'd grown close over the minutes.

And to think that dress could fit in my pocket.

I keep forgetting what I learned in my 15 minutes of yoga.

Pastry on the wind

The squeak of beans.

Does anyone ever use those balconies?

I'll never forget that joke.

It doesn't translate into nothing.


The world through Advil Liqui-Gel colored glasses--

Twiggishness

You and your leafy greens.

The kids are hanging upside-down by their knees.

Autumn screen.


I'll do some detective work.

And maybe Wild Cherry LifeSavers will be my new thing.

(This is not what we trained for...)

Repeat after me

We were out smarting.

More sad banjo

What's so wrong with being a zombie?

I'm jealous of this cheerily mournful music--
Perfect for chopping vegetables.

Bring on the translucent bowls!

(He and I share a plaid.)


(I'd like to mix her metaphors.)

Mutter museum

Band: The Oh No He Didn'ts

There's ink on my pants.

This is quite a romantic train.

Sheconomist

Furriness-lined boots

They met during freshman orientation.

Everything's a hate crime, nowadays.

Late for ninjitsu class-


(Reincarnated as a celebrity jogbra.)

Pigtail vengeance

Career woman power-smoking. Takes me back.

Do I look as crazy as that?

I've been meaning to buy a Chip Clip for the last seven years.

Small market stuff

I've wondered about that bowling alley.

(A lot of ads on this station.)

When the light in her bedroom window really meant something...

That high tech bull

My mantra was there all along.

I need some start-up cash.
And something to start.

Enough of your Brooklyn Bridgery.

Some competitive leisure-

Hey--they're serving our seasoning!

Those dreamy side streets...