sisterhood of sequinned traveling pants

it’s like a drug honna says
about feeling wild and stupid
with smittenness
amongst the rhythm of her
freezing dogwalk steps
in carbondale illinois while i
park-bench sit
amongst the moss and greengrowth everywhere
of portland oregon

steam rising from
pink blush of tea
in clear glass mug
on clear glass saucer

how i double over
with laughter when gina
shares what she wrote
in the notes section
of the bulk order
next to the tea: love oooo long time

wherein i am called a voyagette
and the shimmering skies of the
sisterhood of sequinned traveling pants
are mentioned


Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )


Connecting to %s