Afternoon rendezvous

She blithely sails out
the door. No explanations
save her secret smile.

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Dull lives filtered take
on romance, mystery, masked by
Low-fi Sutro Rise.

Hint of spring

Earthy smell of fresh
mud awakens winter-dulled
senses like coffee.

Hair stylist issues

Bad trim, worse blow dry.
Pitying looks from strangers.
Do I cut and run?

Ocean waves

I type in a dim
dark room listening to surf.
There’s an app for that.

Second city

Unlike cold New York
you smile, take in all comers
with your midwest charm.

Chicago skyscrapers

Though Burnham’s Folly’s
in New York, he saved his best
for his hometown dreams.

Buckingham Fountain

What naiad dances
in your pulsing, surging heart,
calling me to her?

Missing Chicago

City of Shoulders
Your fountains bring tears, your sky
scrapers pierce my heart.

Salon visit

She contemplates bangs,
a different color, hair
as reinvention.