by you i mean the busblog.

my oldest friend

my secret weapon.

the beginning of the beguine.

of whom i will return to maybe today maybe tomorrow, maybe now.

the truest and i went to south central today near watts

said hi to aretha franklins church

she’ll just let me drive her anywhere

i was all, i told you imma ruin yr life

and she said but this is nice

got some tamales to go

bought over priced red beans and black beans from a lady who was pulling them off the thing

got home and saw some rainbows.

my life is completely lovely

and best of all the proofs from

67 stories arrived.

which means ive arrived.