Parking lot social club Watching cats dodge headlight beams of idling cars. I’m carried away in a language I do not understand I’ve already wasted today. All there is left to do is sit and wonder about how much of me was already gone before I gambled my remainder
Ode to Some of the People in Parking Lots
Sheeeeeesh... powerful. “A hunger strike painted like healing” ... felt this all the way through 🙏🏼