plural city lives
hanger bar, 4/26/08 2:11 am
cara handed me a little bauble, those tiny globes on the end of elastic. she says she got it in the crap store on fourteenth. it's in my hair now - "they look like robin's eggs."
little blue in my bird's nest of hair.
i yelled "footsie!" across the park to yair.
tonight is a blanket fort, video about the ramones.
i feel loved here and there, city, home- i've got some goals to punch out on my late night walks to the hudson, and everything, all i can fit into these last three hazy days.