From the verses of Shakespeare to the violence of Football, a soft hand on the nape of my neck to a rim's hard rattle after a dunk, the mute of Miles to the rhymes of Rakim, Hershey's chocolate to a garlic peppered, cedar-planked salmon, Joel Dias-Porter's thoughts scatter like grains of black sand across a wind-blown beach.
Friday, February 21, 2014
Here Comes The Sun
The cherry atop
My hot chocolate-
Her hair's red highlights
My blog passed 30k page views today, with 20k coming in the last two years. Switching up the format and posting more consistently helped a lot. I am probably going to start posting about more topics, especially sociopolitical stuff I'm interested in-stay tuned.
And until next we meet, may all your potatoes be sweet (and dusted with cinnamon.)