Tag Archives: Esther Sun

Prelude with Coming of Age

When I left for London, the rain grew dimensions, the young October storm filling out her curves. My hands, empty theatres, opened to receive it. I saw my childhood street in my mind’s eye, that California sear. Imagine, Morgan Freeman … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry | Tagged | Leave a comment

Binaries

In autumn, yellow afternoons choke melodies at the throat. We swap roles week by week. One battling the cello pegs. One watching the grey tabby on the street corner lean too far sideways in the evening dim. One day I … Continue reading

Posted in Poetry | Tagged | Leave a comment