Subtly braless and listening to Sufjan Stevens

And stretching in the sun of her childhood, she decided that everything was going to be okay. The picture of a misty park in New Zealand that her penpal had sent her was on her mind, and she thought about how she was sitting there with the whole upper-floor palace of the large-windowed building on … More Subtly braless and listening to Sufjan Stevens

I remember!

Today I see the wet brick streets And red lamppost shops Of Montreal I smell the green grass of Vancouver I taste the sweet coconut of that sticky bun You bought me from the supermarket behind the climbing gym And the tang of the blood that encircled my calf as I cried happily at the … More I remember!