Night breaks
the cold grass
painted gray
a shadow lifted
moves across the
starred sky. A
chill up your spine.
Writer in San Francisco, CA

In May, the fog slips
Into the city nestling
Against glass and steel
I am perched at the bar and
Swim in music and murmurs
Night breaks
the cold grass
painted gray
a shadow lifted
moves across the
starred sky. A
chill up your spine.