The Beverly

The parquet expanse

glossy built-ins

purple tile

paisley curtain

saffron in the rickety cupboard;

bus schedules

solitude and “Starry Night.”


A piece

of fractured fairy tale

green and gold

no valet but an intercom

where the soul would be.


There’s always a streetlight

in the Big Moments;

sometimes it’s unlit.

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