Did i wake up in human kindness?

Calendar of Days not to Remember

Brighton Beach, after flu: March, a Tuesday, the air purple-fingered on my sun throat, everyone but old people—shuffling down the salt weary boards—had something bigger to do. I found you a crab claw the color of a baby's eye (blue), open just enough for a breath to breathe through.

Coincidence, not Mere

I HAD A RAINBOW ON MY
IN A ROOM WITH PEOPLE

WHO LOVED ME WITH

PEOPLE I LOVE(D)WHAT

WOULD I DO WITHOUT

YOU IN THE WORLD WHAT

WOULD I DO WITHOUT

YOU IN THE UNIVERSE

WHAT WOULD I DO IN THE

UNIVERSE WITHOUT YOU