Tomato Plant: Journal 3.12.18

Cows are my favorite animal, and my mom is worried about me.


Conversations had on a Lazy Afternoon Under the Meth Tree

Virginity, lifeless miscreant!
Why would you ever deign to approach me
when your only aim was to trample my naivety?

It Was Sunny Last Weekend

“I can’t compare her to pancakes. That sounds vaguely sexual. I know… I’ll change ‘pancakes’ to ‘crepes.’ That makes it deep.”
–The author

Heart Light

Rain: translucent, crystallized youth on sticky, tender lips.


Like the track marks on our embroiled, addict hearts…

The Getty

Thinking about a girl I met in California…