Treasure Island

Lisa Rhodes

(Born 1962 / Manhattan, New York City)

PARIS MORNING


Paris in the morning-
The blushed morning sky
Touched the sidewalk. Paris
Loving itself through each
Passersbys’ footsteps
Brushing the orange marmalade sun
Through my hair,
Varnishing old age through my bones.

Submitted: Tuesday, February 17, 2009

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