novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- hey owen, thanks for lending me your socks. i have been wearing the socks that your mother made you ever since you lent them to me to keep my ankles warm on david's motor scooter. i put them on after the sun sets and the natural heat crawls out of my apartment, slowly under doorways and cracked windows. david says that our landlord will fix the heater soon. i look down at your socks and think about how big they are; four sizes too big. they are booties on me. i wear them over my own socks and still their heels slide up the backsides of my feet, up towards my calves, making my feet look like they have giant opposable thumbs. 12:35 am - 11.19.2000 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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