light on the nose.   notes of ripe fruit and abandonment.   mouthfeel has weight,

holds gaze.   wallflower.   roasted wild.   seemingly green, bodied but on the way out.

dark hue.   surface effervescence, sweet smoke.   sediment accumulating at the bottom.

subtle kick.  lacing present, bitter, lingering haze.  smooth, palatable.  all you can really ask for.



Lucas Peel has a underwhelming jumpshot, disturbing affinity for snack foods, and compulsive need to touch every animal he encounters.  His debut poetry collection is forthcoming in the next iOS update.  Lurk him on twitter @lookchrlz and ask about his two lanais.