Tags
Advice, Humor, Los Angeles, Los Angeles Poetry, Manners, Observations, Poems, Poetry
When one is
Seasoned
Seasoned like an 80 year old
Cast iron skillet
You shine
Or
You rust
Revisit drinking coffee black
I don’t care for salmon
But
If it’s served to me at a party
I’ll eat it
Tea sweetened with raspberry preserves
Why thank you
Spasibo
Embrace the audible yawn
At
Home
Cover your quiet mouth
In
Public
Be respectful
You are not the center of the galaxy
Aliens are
Have manners
Even table
They matter
Open
Doors
Windows
Hatches…