she
calls
him
dada
and
writes
everyone
in
this
neighborhood
is
nice

it
was
like
I'd
noticed
for
the
first
time
all
the
trees
leaning
leaning

white
girl
cutoffs
trailer
park
homesick
just
take
the
damn
wine
and
drink
it

she
made
sure
to
take
her
rings
off
first
before
making
the
pie
crust

red
silence
please
sequel
respite
prized
passions
palace
senses
reply

you
don't
need
experience
to
turn
me
out
you
just
leave
it
all
up
to
me

-prince

if
you
fall
I
will
catch
you
I
will
be
waiting
time
after
time

-cyndi lauper

we
both
said
we
loved
watching
the
balloon
float
away
into
the
sky

I
said
can
I
borrow
this
what
I
meant
was
I'm
keeping
this
forever

who's
the
fuck
who
said
'til
is
not
proper
for
until
let
me
at
'em

I
took
a
walk
with
the
roses
I
felt
I'd
been
deprived
all
my
life

sulking
in
the
bath
drunk
on
iced
tea
give
me
that
melancholy
girl

the
russian
olives
heard
our
goodbye
to
rosie
the
queen
of
corona

sun
my
mango
essenced
sparkling
mineral
water
in
a
fresh
yes

the
wind
moved
the
tablecloth
my
hair
to
the
sweet
rhythm
of
the
music

if
I
die
and
my
soul
be
lost
it's
nobody's
fault
but
mine

-nina simone

she
made
quick
work
of
the
tan
sun
tea
was
made
regardless
of
the
clouds

my
father
sounded
tired
on
the
phone
I
could
hear
his
silver
hair

red
velvet
drapes
behind
the
denim
was
fierce
his
slide
guitar
gently
wept

what
happened
to
you
roxanne
I
wonder
after
you
left
me
in
first
grade

come
inside
my
tipi
rest
awhile
can
I
take
that
boxed
wine
for
you

such
wow
we
v
yum
us
so
you
know
all
the
things
those
feels
so
feely

people
talking
without
speaking
people
hearing
without
listening

-simon & garfunkel

the
little
bird
picked
grasses
from
our
yard
for
his
nest
I
felt
so
honored

'neath
the
halo
of
a
street
lamp
I
turned
my
collar
to
the
cold
and
damp

-simon & garfunkel

I
write
to
you
in
emoji
in
dreams
where
fire
hearts
sunshine
palm
trees

because
a
vision
softly
creeping
left
its
seeds
while
I
was
sleeping

-simon & garfunkel

my
black
and
white
queen
she's
a
good
cat
I
tell
her
I
love
her
everyday

the
raccoons
that
lived
in
my
trees
the
fine
gentleman
that
just
passed
me
by

I
can
see
her
walking
home
from
the
bus
stop
from
my
bedroom
window

I
said
hello
kitty
she
said
ha
ha
you
said
hello
kitty

could
I
fall
asleep
on
your
shoulder
the
way
they
do
in
the
pictures

we
were
hillbillies
on
the
foothills
singing
blue
eyes
crying
in
the
rain

every
rose
has
its
thorn
just
like
every
cowboy
sings
a
sad
sad
song

-poison

she
puts
found
feathers
under
her
pillow
at
night
to
make
wishes
on

indica
girl
daughter
of
the
witch
wizard's
wife
magic
moon
mother

the
way
he
shrugs
his
shoulders
his
kindly
sighs
and
you
get
his
meaning

she
was
just
looking
pleasantly
around
as
I
happened
to
look
at
her

I
came
as
I
was
as
you
wanted
me
to
be
an
old
memory

she
was
worried
I
would
learn
of
her
lies
I
didn't
tell
her
I
had

I
drove
landscape
sick
I
drove
the
foothills
sang
to
me
I
drove
I
drove

I
touch
the
leaves
and
flowers
as
I
walk
by
especially
the
tall
grass

man
says
to
barber
I
want
the
david
lynch
barber
says
you
got
it

the
children
of
the
choir
sang
ch
ch
changes
turn
and
face
the
strange

I
love
her
because
she
chooses
the
mystery
flavor
lollipops

you
be
my
june
carter
sweet
baby
love
and
I'll
be
your
johnny
cash

my
motto
has
always
been
learn
the
rules
really
well
and
then
break
them

we
wrote
another
poem
he
and
I
I
won't
tell
you
how
it
goes

watch
out
you
might
get
what
you're
after
cool
baby
burning
down
the
house

-talking heads

I
went
for
a
walk
and
noticed
all
the
houses
in
this
town
have
names

her
hair
like
the
horse's
mane
floated
behind
her
in
the
sun
on
the
wind

that
house
had
had
no
intention
of
living
in
the
city
you
know

I've
broken
a
few
hearts
the
smell
of
her
patchouli's
unrelated

he
doesn't
pose
for
selfies
and
cuddling
is
awkward
for
me

I
walked
in
the
sun
and
rain
like
under
water
when
the
light
shines
through

my
girl
we
sleep
in
the
pines
in
the
pines
where
the
sun
don't
ever
shine

old
black
eyes
came
around
today
beating
her
cold
dark
heart
in
my
ears

the
books
stand
together
on
the
shelves
neighbors
enemies
sometimes
friends

said
the
black
cat
am
I
crossing
your
path
or
are
you
crossing
mine

wearing
ball
gowns
and
rain
boots
they
roll
in
the
mud
magic
wands
in
hand

just
one
more
for
the
road
pretty
baby
pretty
baby
please
oh
please

make
spain
for
me
again
he
said
I'll
do
anything
for
you
darling

the
gentleman
took
the
maiden's
hand
as
they
both
swayed
to
the
bee gees

the
laughter
and
carousing
will
go
on
until
they
too
turn
to
dust

-yasha mazur
the magician of lublin

I
said
his
name
several
times
very
loud
to
feel
its
sound
in
my
mouth

we
walked
together
the
pigeon
and
me
up
the
sidewalk
near
the
school

the
motivation
to
do
the
things
I
don't
want
to
mother
mother

when
you
look
at
a
new
friend
and
feel
as
if
you'd
known
them
forever

I
swayed
to
her
voice
chanting
her
body
the
earth
her
blood
the
water

the
poems
are
my
prayers
the
earth
my
church
language
my
religion

her
presence
is
the
kind
that
controls
I
don't
like
to
be
controlled

all
'a
sudden
I
realized
how
much
grey
hair
you'd
grown
I
loved
you
again

he
played
the
talking
heads
in
time
as
I
reached
up
to
open
the
shades

the
pink
floyd
made
me
nostalgic
for
fifteen
an
idaho
summer

the
lichen
don't
care
about
justice
the
trees
ain't
concerned
with
right
and
wrong

this
ship's
sinking
but
it
cool
yo
I'll
just
swim
to
that
island
over
there

you
wonder
woman
you
sing
that
phil
collins
girl
you
ride
that
lightning

I
talk
out
loud
to
myself
a
lot
I
smell
my
own
hair
sometimes

with
love
she
referred
to
us
as
the
city
mouse
and
the
country
mouse

the
sound
of
the
radio
playing
loud
and
then
you
shut
off
the
car

old
woman
watches
young
woman
smoke
on
porch
from
window
in
attic

she
gives
good
advice
like
if
you're
ready
to
go
just
walk
out
the
door

goodnight
day
goodnight
chirping
birds
goodnight
venetian
blinds
goodnight
sun

winter
melting
morning's
first
born
let's
take
one
more
trip
around
this
block

we
hugged
the
river
like
around
its
bends
and
into
its
loving
arms

the
bathroom
saved
me
from
the
world
if
only
for
a
very
short
moment

I
talk
too
much
so
you
don't
have
to
I
put
on
my
girl
face
and
leave

-julia wohlstetter

color
me
your
car
color
me
your
color
darling
I
know
who
you
are

-blondie

disheveled
mismatched
when
I
left
the
house
but
I'm
an
artist
I
thought

I
don't
know
the
flower's
name
white
curled
petals
open
ready
for
spring

stealing
kisses
already
belonging
to
us
the
sunrise
was
nice

I
dreamt
of
that
asshole
on
his
birthday
I
keep
that
poem
to
myself

the
radio
sang
our
youth
like
it
knew
we
were
driving
to
the
drive-in

the
wind
kicked
over
the
a-boards
the
cherry
blossoms
the
wind
always
wins

the
face
she
makes
while
she's
drawing
or
when
she's
thinking
something
funny

her
hugs
make
golden
sparkles
the
poems
they
loom
large
over
my
heart

he
reminds
me
there's
no
order
to
the
karma
and
that's
okay

dreaming
I'm
searching
cardboard
boxes
and
there
lies
both
god
and
the
devil

the
seasons
keep
coming
and
the
river
just
keeps
on
rolling
along

overkill's
my
middle
name
he
said
save
it
for
the
devil
she
said