novembre

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\"linear\" is not a direction found in nature

houses with gills
wind tunnels in downtown San Francisco
Quakers
pork bulgogi
learning to bar-back
timid at first, but then determined to write every day
sewing stoned
dreaming about large hands
awash in clothes
not a working bicycle
reading on BART while dressed business-casual
a spider with claws?
boys that don't know how to be friends with girls
girls who complain too much
dyed strawberry-blond
decaying wind chimes
a woman rocking back and forth, seated precariously at the side of the 580. i called 911 but didn't pull off the freeway. a man possessive over his patch of concrete.
falling out of love.
meditating for the first time, frightened by what surfaces
outstanding student loans
an older, more wooden Harrison Ford
and finally my twenty-eight year old car stereo gave up the ghost.



and there you are.
and there you are.
and there you are.


don't worry baby. everything's gonna be all right.

2:44 pm - 05.30.08

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