Monday, July 1, 2013

Short Breaths

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Today, my dad said that my shoes will make people not want to tell me what they don't like about me...I said that was the point.
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I threw it on after I picked it up...probably going to wear it all week.
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Pomegranate today.



Today, I was cordial with an amorphous white woman and a specimen of the MI backwoods.

My shoes were the first point of interest, then their cats, then lack of chivalry amongst Asian men, then back to cats.

I could see their smell;
Of rotting cheese and wet potato chips.
Of fresh-cut onions and soil.

...permeating the hot air and turning my lungs into dust.



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