sun / etta james / confederate jasmine mama

my confed jasmine is growing up like a weed, mama. my whole frontstoop is divine. i cut flowers off & bring them inside in lil glass cutling vases & my whole house smells of jasmine.



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today is grade/jog w/ annie/lasagna nite/upstairs downstairs/grading. happy sunday to all.

sherwin bitsui is twittering for national poetry month over at POETSONG. i heart sherwin's work, yes.