Girl with Unique Talent
i hope she do that in bed too god damn that would make me hard
10 postcards from my recent trip to Michigan.
It’s after 9 at night now. My room in Los Angeles is too hot, too close. Ninja gets up and lays down, gets up, lays down. The fan faces the bed, blowing warm air on my knees and my chest and my face where my eyelids are heavy and sighing low lower. I miss home tonight, the place pictured, the place I just visited and left. I miss home tonight, its soft floral sheets, Mom, Dad; And I miss home tonight, the state of mind. I tried to feel at home in my body today because home is wherever you are, drop a pin, here I am. Oh but I only felt unmoored, discontent rocking back and forth.