















flowers & greenery
&
little bottled candles
form a memorial
on the train bridge
crossing the river
but the most soul-chilling
is the stuffed toy rabbit,
standing weathered & unkempt,
it testifies that someone
saw the deceased
as a tiny child
was she a tiny child,
or just so remembered?
so many questions float on
as that cold river glides below

A multiethnic gourmand of Bratislava
liked to go downstairs for a hot java,
then over to Hungary
for torte topped with berry,
and on to Vienna for a slice of baklava.








the sun rises
over the river,
worlds collide
