Poet, Roz Levine

Ah, Lisa, queen and empress and regal directress of the Juice Bar. We fly to your Juice Bar for fattening and feasting, plumping ourselves up to ripe and ready with words and art and the god damn jazzy mysteries of creativity shaking its head from the womb of the creator.
Thank you, merci beaucoup, muchas gracias, danke shein or thanks for the rootin’, tootin’ shots of energy we need to keep us going, going, going till we are gone and out of the sometime of this ordinary world and can see with our own eyes on fire burst just how beautiful, how very beautiful is the holy.
Love you, girl with the hats galore and the words of pussy willows wafting across the wide of this world.
Roz
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