this is how it's been lately:
worn-in jeans (is there anything better? for your legs, i mean)
mulberry velvet flats (every bit as wonderful as they sound)
purple fingernails (what else is new)
starbucks (i know, it's cliche, i've stopped judging myself)
the melancholy early-evening light of fall
i'm off into the city wild this weekend
for jazz
for friends
for powerful drinks in fancy cups
for the sound of high heels on the streets
for remembrance and escape.
i hope the next few days hold something
as equally raucous and poignant
for you.
she

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