Kelly’s Diner

if only we all were soaked in cinnamon and butter and mercy

Frank’s Steak House

i am sixty-five; townies do not give a damn with each beefy chew

Tavern Law

lithe dancer, you are green, wanton, casting light against the darkest world

Voula’s Offshore Cafe

the lingered beauty as you burst like a dying star, a crying child

Russell House Tavern

thyme-scented chicken adrift; potato, butter in parts one to one