Some days are
windows down cold beer in a cooler favorite songs on repeat all people invited bring your roommate bring your booze hell here have my pizza where do we wanna go next
daysSome days are
blankets drawn up shades never opened pillows scattered rewatch Happy Endings wait for the medication to work
daysand
Some days are
can’t be bothered to flip a coin
days
Some Days: A new poem by me.
Wait, what!? Yes, I’m slowly going through old journals, editing older poem fragments and am publishing them on website dedicated to my own work. I might fold that site into this blog eventually, but for the time being I’m updating that site first. Yesterday I published “Resist!”
Thoughts?