Marais_cecilia white 2014

after dinner in a foreign language….

don’t ask me about Place d’Italie,
the parma ham or tiramisu
at the Cafe’ Etoile. in the Marais
I am lost, perdu, per normal lately
in my thoughts. you find me
with only a map and menu to point
you in the any-direction-will-do
to get you t/here in time
for the next revolution
or breakfast, at least

paris. january 25 2014