Bad Ideas
Today it’s raining outand they are trying to repaintthe fading road lineswhich refuse to just infuseinto the surface.She looks at him sleepingby the window while the sweaterin her grip unfolds itselfwith both her armsand both her hands. A bird black like the cornersof the apartment pecksat the side of the buildingfrom its perch up onthe […]
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