Underground

We travel together, companions
On separate pilgrimages, praying
To separate gods, alone
In our closeness, smiling
Without sharing the funny, certain
Of timely arrival, indifferent
To prophets, adventures, and miracles, blind
And busy as insects underground.

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Storm Chaser

Shake in a Boston mixer:
1.0 oz. ginger liqueur (such as Domaine de Canton)
1.0 oz. Bison Grass vodka (such as Bak’s)
1.0 oz. Crème de Violette
Dash ginger bitters (such as Dillon’s)
[ice cubes]

Pour: Martini glass

Garnish: Float a few slivers of pickled ginger

Apple Alembic

Shake in a Boston mixer:
2.0 oz. Ice cider
1.5 oz. Calvados
Splash lime juice
Dash fig bitters (such as Brooklyn Hemispherical Black Mission Fig)
[ice cubes]

Pour:
Martini glass

Garnish:
Lime wedge

Serving note:
Modulate calvados according to characteristics of ice cider.

Flowerbed

The seeds you planted so long ago
Have flowered in my heart,
Made friends with worms and bees.

The long summer you tended me,
The sun gentled, the dust settled
By your fierce kindness.
But the autumn blossomed into winter,
The way our days unfold
Toward death.

The young need loving,
And the old know that nothing
Feeds the hungry young
Earth like yourself.