she says eat pray love…and I hear Stan Getz…

she says eat pray love…and I hear Stan Getz…white sheets and sliding doors and
buttons that touch the floor
 
long dresses on hangers in empty rooms with pictures hung from
floor to ceiling like Alice B Toklas and Gertrude’s sitting room
 
again…again and again…layers of white paint peel from the door
frames that slide into the walls, candle light between the panes
 
waiting for the girl from Ipanema
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Want to hear what I hear? Listen to this and read again…
 
 
 
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2 thoughts on “she says eat pray love…and I hear Stan Getz…

  1. Taylor Jamieson on said:

  2. I do remember this post . . . although it means more in this moment than it did at the time.

    I am not good at waiting.

    Sigh.

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