toe divider

peyote poem

beneficial carrot

pirata

When we were nineteen we backpacked across Mexico over a span of three months.
In Veracruz, after spending the night on a group of youthful Mexicans with skateboards floor,
Our camera containing every photo we'd ever taken with one another was stolen.
Ana cried. Sara and I chain smoked Marlboro's.
The next day we found Pirate the puppy.

almond and cow

19 21

i found you
amidst pocket lint

in woolen pants with holes

leaned up against the bars

i said said said
my words were on the memory of
a tiny oaxacan home
drenched in infants and
world peace pickled in a jar
above the flusher

but i couldn't tell you that

wish was year ago

so i so i

open empty shell

julien
p0na
julien