the air hangs sweet

The air hangs sweet with a taste of mexico

in santa rosa california

6 hours to pass in the railroad district

before my regards to the russian river.

A coffee stained counter of the Parkhouse diner

a turquoise ring discovered at whistletop shop

certified 925, maybe 1940’s

From the worn hands of a new friend named Rich


You don’t need much squinting to see

A cotton day dress and a steam engine puff

Or Charles M. Schulz and the wag of spike 

The air hangs sweet with a taste of mexico

in santa rosa california

- my love to you, a’roma! 


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