bricks that track from our toes to the sky
pave sweet grated pathways
those eager vines that rush more than crawl
flood every fiery facade
in a lush twisting green
steeped in history, every crevice speaks
the soothing wordless soliloquy
of gaslit alleys and sun drenched squares
inside ivory tiles surround
eighteen caged white bulbs glow and
baked blonde treats tarte-in and pop over
out on and in corners under churches
electric hand on my cheek
your warmth connects, arrests and protects
hebrew names that start with f
evade the soundtrack of the park
while mosaic half shells made of wood
watch our lazy outdoor naps
fuzzy paintings drinks and walls
follow from the Hill to Hanover
stooped pizza breaks buzz us
and St. Anthony’s loud feast parades down the street
a new Hill to Watch
another urban mountain to climb
a gold Beacon guides our steps
up up away in and together so we rise.
-from a Beacon-drunk mind on Monday the 31st of August, 11:42 pm.
Setting The Barre 
Beautiful.
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Thank you! And thanks for stopping by STB. I will definitely check out your site :)
How do you make the picture so good???
Dear Grape or Jelly,
Your username will forever remain a mystery, but the answer to this question here is really quite simple: Hop on the iPhone bandwagon, toots! Hehe, xxxxx
Princess peach, come hither.
Beautiful! I’ve been to Providence once on tour and loved it. This makes me want to go back asap. Love the third photo especially :)
Thanks, Mahallia! Providence will forever be my favorite and the most beautiful, but this is actually Boston…buuuuuut it’s just a quick train ride away if you do decide to visit Providence (which I fully support!!!) xo
Oh! Haha we actually did do a day trip from Providence to Boston when we were performing there. It was part of a 22 city tour though so it all blends together!!