Like a dorm room on
four wheels, it’s a place to get
drunk stoned laid changed sleep.
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Midnight in Arcata
Arcata airport
So small, it’s got one
airline. Flight almost cancelled,
nearly stranding her.
San Diego
Shivering at the
airport. Colder than O’Hare.
Turn back, refund flight.
Driving cross country
West Coast starting line
pavement our road map we head
east back to our roots.
Driving to Chicago
90 knows me well,
her sinuous curves — through five
states — lead me onward.
Second city
Unlike cold New York
you smile, take in all comers
with your midwest charm.
Riding the El
Red blue brown green pink
purple lines, veins arteries
pulse with commuters.
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.
a haiku a day 