Two friends, 365 days.
cleaner love
new trail
they look like pockets, but they aren't useful like pockets. :(
when light was candles there were drippings for me to catch
otto's
i wear certain pieces of clothes into the ground
when i was in grade school this was my grandmother's
{work,dinner}station
tiny glasses of wine
matchy matchy
inman square still life.
86th st
lonely hotel rooms.
resting jowls.
last exit
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