Bi-Curious Taco Night 🌮

A Filipino crispy pork belly egg breakfast taco

In Greenwich Village on a perfectly warm summer Friday night

A table for two

Next to tables for more

Filled with straights

Medical students

Drunk girls

Cow towing to the men they sit with

Tight shorts from online shopping

And New Year's plans

And weekend houses

The drunk girl makes animal bird like noises

Calls everyone "Baby"

And shhhshes everyone

Even though she is the loudest person in this restaurant

A gay ghost walks by

Wandering to a table for two

In the back corner of a patio

On a perfectly warm summer night

A pair of finance bros sits at the high top

They speak directly to each other

A couple, on a date, sit comfortably close to each other on the other end of the high top table

Gay ghosts are harder to find

Because that what happens to us

On perfectly warm summer nights

In a city like this

But I do see them

Walking by

Looking in on patios

Lit by strung lights and Pride flags

Because why the fuck not?

On a night like this

In a city like that serves

Filipino crispy pork belly and egg breakfast tacos.

*And then, Britney Spear's "Crazy" starts playing almost from another time, another world.

I bop as I eat my Filipino crispy pork belly and egg breakfast taco.

Comments

The Civil War & 9-11, a breakdown:

What if. The only 2 shows that you had to audition for and knew you'd seriously be considered for were shows about, A.) The Civil War B.) 9-11 Because all the other shows that were being posted by casting and brokedown by agents were shows about families, families with struggles, families who triumph. Or quirky young adults who find themselves in awkward life situations but through the course of navigating those awkward situations find love with an unexpected person. Or a coming of age story, based on beloved novels that all just happen to be about... Asian People!!! Now what? But every six months another breakdown comes around again for, Civil War: an American Musical. Or, 9-11: an American Tragedy. And you think, 'Oh my God, this is it. There are multiple white people in that show. I have a chance! Maybe a swing spot at least.' And you sign up, You get there on time. You sing your heart out. They ask you to dance. 'Oh my God they ask...

Happiness

April 08, 2011 Happiness Page 102 " We come to know happiness, joy and freedom. " Basic Text, p. 91 If someone stopped you on the street today and asked if you were happy, what would you say? "Well, gee, let's see... I have a place to live, food in the refrigerator, a job, my car is running... Well, yes, I guess I'm happy," you might respond. These are outward examples of things that many of us have traditionally associated with happiness. We often forget, however, that happiness is a choice; no one can make us happy. Happiness is what we find in our involvement with Narcotics Anonymous. The happiness we derive from a life focused on service to the addict who still suffers is great indeed. When we place service to others ahead of our own desires, we find that we take the focus off ourselves. As a result, we live a more contented, harmonious life. In being of service to others, we find our own needs more than fulfilled. Happiness. What is it, re...

Old Earth

For the longest time, we called you the moon Because from where we could see You looked abandoned And blue Like nighttime We thought we understood how you felt Another room In a home That was a notch on our belt So we burned up the oceans And drowned out our skies Until even the islands began to Become dry And suddenly soon We'll stand crying over valleys abandoned and blue With a far, new born, planet Calling us moon.

Holy Motha Freakin Gosh

Search This Blog