This city Still surprises: Warm glow Arched doorway Hidden garden Secret stair Memories unbidden: That first kiss Sweet drunken calm In the midst of Mission late night bar Calamity Two years later, Domesticity in the apartment Across the same street (Different guy) Five years after that I am a tourist Alone And refuse to walk that block.
This neighborhood, Equal extremes: Tearful reduction Or Lighthearted giddiness
This Bay (Peninsula arms) Hold so much heart: I am not alone - I am not a palm tree - I am an aspen: Connected roots unseen Stretch across the continent.
This city Still charms: Victorian ladies Lacey with electric lines Succulent boutonnieres Color schemes An ode to bravado -
The East Still feels of Home, SF Still feels of