I *think* poems in the car On the toilet seat At the opening of my sleep Because I don’t really know why For some reason these places conduct (produce) flow


Musings & Tucans in Le Marais

I am sitting in a very pretty coffee shop called the Yellow Tucan. The cafe owner decorates the cafe with bright spots of yellow: oranges, tulips, architectural chairs, and truly brightens up the spirits of anyone stopping in. It's been 4 days since I've arrived in Paris. Outside of my meetings for work I've committing …