I went to the grocery store the other day.
I didn't plan it...

I am one of the lucky ones.
I do not have to cower in clubs...

There are ways we talk around
her, taking shameful steps...

I never knew why I was here,
in this dimension...

we can only live for so long
on a scorched planet...

Driving on a dirt road,
the sun, a brazen signal...

I used to prefer
nonexistence...

I don't know how many shots of vodka
I've had, definitely more than two, clear liquid...

I'm tired of people calling me "sad",
using it as an excuse to get too close...

I first saw them at the
bottom of the mountain, consulting...

I was cleaning,
you were making...

I try not to think about
that year too often...