Tag: verse

• April 27, 2014

  Social Media

  the mundane and profane updated with zest as if it were requisite upon arriving, consuming, departing… sneezing.   but instead of strutting down the feed i feel exposed until im replaced with news of beaches, yawning, and tagged photos of soup. Poem & Illustration by Kimberly Cecchini
• April 17, 2014

  Fade Past

  Not much more than a rag doll she folds east, her molted braids sweep slowly on top of the shoulders of an oversized T.  on the steps to the avenue, she leans and tucks in locking onto me…expectantly. I scurry and fade past her thin eyes with my head bowed, to the early morning rush. […]