slightly organic, slightly not;
An awkward pre-pubescent,
gangly and pimpled faced,
seeking its own identity under
the eye of The Old Parent;
An unstirred batter of Gothic charm
and modern-day chic;
Suits and ties and jeans and t-shirts
cars and bikes and buses,
trains and shuttles;
A clash of old hierarchy and new-age liberalism;
A slightly-sharp jazz quintet still finding its melodic line;
A briary bird’s nest, nestled betwixt New York and Boston;
A new Neapolitan scoop of multiculturalism;
A diverse delicatessen;
A half-penned, unopened book;
An unfinished nook;
A ...
(to be continued)
