Love and Kikku's

Submitted by Dalian Tross on Tue, 09/08/2009 - 17:08.

Strolling together downtown, my love and I thought of Fox Squirrels, David of Sassoon, and Lunch.

Our eyes looked across Tulare Street. Japanese, we think aloud.

Kikku's.

Holding my chopsticks in my left hand, I hold hers with my right except when dabbing sauce from my clean black shirt.

Over crispy-spicy-chicken and california rolls, we remember our love for each other, with a side of tempurah vegetables.

Heaven,

on what is generously described as a 'student budget.'

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