The city was New York.
The time was 2:45 am.
One could not see the sun.
The season was fall.
The temperature was 55°F.
It was raining.
The time was 2:45 am.
One could not see the sun.
The season was fall.
The temperature was 55°F.
It was raining.
Ellen Boyette
Poems
- [In this one the derision is milk staggered with soil and I am in question as intelligentsia bewildered in dust and frayed velour]
- [In this one lasik eye surgery is considered as well as lingerie but ultimately the decision is futile and I am corrupted by a number of needles]
- [In this one the young men say the translucent mask is an instrument of ecstasy but my pleasure source is arbitrary]