Two tangerine fins

One larger than the other

I looked through the glass and made faces.

I made googly crossed eyes.

My fish was a woman.

She was deserted sand caves of silence.

Her tail fell off

Slowly deteriorating

(I didn’t clean the water.

I didn’t wash the bowl.

She turned to grains and I felt the grains against my toes.

I felt the grains of lost fish food in my hands.)

Flipping over and over again

She used to dance

A permanent stretched smile like a long winding highway

One too many has been hooked

But old age was the face of chomped fish food salad for Gill

One two three

Flush, flushed.

Or was it dinner?

Crunching sweetness, salutations over, adios amiga.

At the beach we read

And I lie my head on your chest

I look up at the cloudless sky

and my mind drifts like the seaweed and sand

shifting back and forth

But there is no reason for

uncertainty

Here things are already established

The cliffs that curl over

our heads

like frozen waves

The sea

People passing by in loud summer

colors

Our towel, we share like a home

In only a moment looking up at the sky

I feel the word: infinity

I photograph you

but know as long as I’m here

I’ll remember anyway.

Open Spaces

Purple, white, yellow wildflowers

Green fields

Corn, cows, ponies

A giant red apple

Gorge

French

Cobblestone streets

Getting to know someone well

Parliament buildings (hiding under windows from a torrential down pour)

Hand dryers vs. paper towels

Bell tower view at parliament building

Cranium

Le Academie

Mussels

French wine

Sex

Sleeping in until 2, going to bed at 5

Parks (boats)

Statues

Block like stone/lovers dancing

French Franco Folie

Vibrant colors-red flowers-elegant people

A mansion converted into a club

Stripes

Choclatiers

Rushing/kissing/sleepy drives

Nissan Sentras