Today, for various reasons, This post will be short. I am writing a smattering of American Sentences. A poetic form first employed by Allen Ginsberg. Click here to read a bit more about the form.
To the poems:
Long lines at Starbucks are not a problem when Stumptown is right next door.
Five hours early is a bit extreme even for someone like me.
Traveling is romantic in my thoughts yet barbaric in practice.
Florida resembles a brillo pad, in a puddle, in the sun.
Dark chocolate, it seems, truly understands who I am and speaks to me.