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Kurt was a flash flood that sputtered out fast. Half Vonnegut, Half Cobain, He wrote sonnets to mourn for better pasts and hosed hi..

You’re the Hobbes to my Calvin. Because we adventure through the mystic woodswith backpacks full of dreams and grilled cheese and ..

I threw black holes into your eyes to try to make your blinks last forever, but your pupils swallowed them without difficulty. Your g..

Grass blades licked our feet underneath the lemon tree. The purple powder of sky, blown from the old workbench like sawdust. You ..

Your eyes are falling bricks, water-ballooning into white doves before hitting the ground, Twittering through ear canals, inverting my heart into s..

for the albatrosses of Midway Atoll

For the man I never met.

the downtrodden in berkeley and everywhere

my love, my city, my friend.A place whose heart I cannot encase or even hope to.You, whose streets are visceral shifts churning in liqui..

She made pancakes really badly, but she thought they were amazing. When she made them she crinkled her mouth into origami. Tiny wrinkles. Creas..