Tagged: photo

when we were little,

when we were little,
with a bag of calbee shrimp
chips between us, we
would pause ceremoniously
to share the irregular ones.
last week, at the end of
a bag, i found one and
took a photo to share –
not nearly as
finger-licking good
.
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lunchtime sneaks up and

in a new city,

photo after photo,

ashtray-blackandwhitebreast-

ashtray-blackandwhitebreast-
cigarettegirlgreen
is the title
of an album lost somewhere
along Interstate 40
when we were running
away from the rest of our
lives. you pulled it from
the trunk of that old Rabbit
which we knew would never
make it any further than
Nashville, but surprised
us instead, rolling into
Albuquerque. i can’t really
say if we escaped in the
end, but being here with
you, with those confident
chords
kicking in, traps
me all over again
.
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just before the bite