keep moving
Yesterday I went running with my friend Joel. We drove to the Fellsway trail (at 8 minutes you hear the freeway humming beyond the trees, at 15 you make the first left turn - a glorious moment, at 18 you see the sun gleaming on the water, at 24 you hit the prairie/desert, and at [...]
drink with your ears, girls
I’m taking a poetry class and a religion class this summer (did you think I’d ever tire of these things?). Pardon me, Natalie, while I quote my own letter to you: “class / also / is / so / ambition / making
and so / frustrating / so judgemental / so proving / such a bed [...]
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