Morning Ritual

She lights a cigarette: ripe black berries - her lips - hold without regret the cigarette which she rolls with the smoothness of silk - her lips horizontally caressing the glued end; the warm Sun collects its warmth and places it in the fierce flash of fire struck by the matches gripped in her palm.…

Waiting On a Girl

Looking for a girl, waiting at the corner of the street - to say hello, to warmly greet. I have a cigarette in hand. Smoking, I puff out smoke in the warm, evening air. A cab stops; she gets down; pays her fare. She wears red heels, stumbles, as she walks to the corner shop.…

The Art of Rolling Tobacco

The art of rolling tobacco, in itself, is an entertaining, skill oriented, patience seeking, and nerve calming. Pre-rolled cigarettes may be comforting and quick, almost always reliable – never have I come across a cigarette which has failed to entertain its consumer, except for the times when you smoke it on an empty stomach and…