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?

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Hot-Headed

Figuring it out was painful.

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.

The Getty

Thinking about a girl I met in California…