Beautiful city

The most beautiful city frets
not knowing what to expect
of its latest guest.
What foods to cook?
What curtains to put up?
How to entertain?
But now he comes
with open heart and empty stomach-
And he could feast on the meagerest of meals,
but she prepares banquets
of decadence and luxury,
so he will never ask to leave
but only think, Paris.

Fragments, to defragment or let be? Many years on this I see

Meri Amma

Twas a while ago, now 22 years

when cut from your womb

I embraced the doom

A broad-chested fury of tears

No doubt you dried them from my eyes

19 years ago I stumbled onto root

and my crushed wrist

Gave your heart a twist

They gave me a cast, comic book crude

And then you dried the tears up off my eyes