Poetry Monday: Kyla Pasha

December 10, 2007 in Mind

Listen to her read her poem “I Wish You Knew”, here.

The real charm of visiting someplace new lies in the glimpses it reveals of ordinary life. 1 day ago
Discarding food that you've grown from seed or been given by a local farmer who has become a friend feels like throwing away a gift. #SF 1 day ago
"...and the suicide who glimpses, in that final/seconds of her fall,/all the other lives she might have lived" http://ow.ly/hn4e 1 day ago
I too dream of breaking in late at night to the cheese shop with knife and baguette in hand. 2 days ago
I prefer cafes to home when it rains. There’s a camaraderie between those who walk the streets in a rainstorm instead of staying inside. 2 days ago

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