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my first plant was a small pink cactus.
my dad bought it for me we potted it together it was our first project in his new apartment.
it was alive forever above the kitchen sink
but sometimes cacti can appear to be alive but really have been dead for a long time.
arizona is where my dad slept with that woman i wish i knew her name
or what she looked like so i could just know and maybe send her some
long letters and did she know what i looked like that he had kids and a
wife? did he show her my school portrait and did they sleep together
in the desert and did she ever feel bad about it?
a boy i had a big crush on in high school moved to arizona to go to school
and i talked to him online every night wishing that he wasn't so far away
and that he would come back home and i would be there waiting and maybe
those songs about those other girls would end up being about me the whole
time.
the desert the sun
draining me
changing me
we'll jump off waterfalls deep in the grand canyon and trip on mushrooms and
fall asleep warm night after night after night.
our pants tied on with shoelaces
our hair long we don't care
brown skin dirty skin
we'll wash ourselves in crystal pools.
and will i return to this cold concrete
after naps in the afternoon
in those cities of red rock?
tucsonflagstaffphoenixsedonatempemesaelmirage
my dad bought it for me we potted it together it was our first project in his new apartment.
it was alive forever above the kitchen sink
but sometimes cacti can appear to be alive but really have been dead for a long time.
arizona is where my dad slept with that woman i wish i knew her name
or what she looked like so i could just know and maybe send her some
long letters and did she know what i looked like that he had kids and a
wife? did he show her my school portrait and did they sleep together
in the desert and did she ever feel bad about it?
a boy i had a big crush on in high school moved to arizona to go to school
and i talked to him online every night wishing that he wasn't so far away
and that he would come back home and i would be there waiting and maybe
those songs about those other girls would end up being about me the whole
time.
the desert the sun
draining me
changing me
we'll jump off waterfalls deep in the grand canyon and trip on mushrooms and
fall asleep warm night after night after night.
our pants tied on with shoelaces
our hair long we don't care
brown skin dirty skin
we'll wash ourselves in crystal pools.
and will i return to this cold concrete
after naps in the afternoon
in those cities of red rock?
tucsonflagstaffphoenixsedonatempemesaelmirage