sorry i’m running late
i got caught in yesterday
tripping on puddles and splashing waves on to the tourists in this cave
i believe they’ve named it ‘my heart’.
have you found yr space?
in the back next to old rope and paper airplanes
another daniel look, at photographs i never took
i’m running out of tape
we crossed wires and celebrate
my rookie of the year mistake
i’m shaking. shaking.
a youth suicide
a phone call i never should have made.
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