three poems

Read Like Jess?

a Gilmore girls poem

I feel so Jess Mariano,
folding back the book cover,
leaning over for a note i want to pen in the margins.
The note is a smiley face.
I don’t feel like Jess Mariano anymore
Or do I?

Park Bench Person

a poem

I’m starting to think
that park benches
are the best, most creative places in the world.
Not just a place, but a way to be.
I’m a Park Bench Person
now.

New York Time

another Gilmore girls poem

If transportation were like Gossip Girl
I’d be in Brooklyn by now
But it’s not
It’s like Gilmore girls,
Where buses get delayed
On graduation day
No bail
Even for Rory Gilmore,
trapped in a poetic fantasy:
books on benches,
hot dog stands.

Photographed in Washington Square Park by @lindaibbotsonpoet

P.S. If you know Gilmore girls, please weigh in: what is Jess writing in the margins?? Write back on Instagram, or email.

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