what he wants to do
sounds better than
what I want to do
we sit in the car
until the song is over
My God! The man with long white hair
waiting for an elevator on the thirteenth floor
is Edgar Winter, blear-eyed from a night
spent raising the roof at the Fillmore East.
In the coastal Mediterranean city of Málaga, home to one of Holy Week’s most historic and famed celebrations, processions feature massive thrones intricately adorned with Christian imagery.
In a museum, a woman looking at a Fork exhibited as a piece of art lets her imagination run wild.
I walk gently on the skin of the sea.
A wandering wind wraps around our bodies
And an albatross opens its wings on our shoulders.