filtered things

You said you wanted to love me in sepia Before we'd even learned how to kiss in color Or how to crucify. The photo of us from a year later (snapped by a passing Angel) the one you keep in your wallet to pull out on special occasions - when the 1 train is empty … Continue reading filtered things

No shadows that april morning

Thinking everybody knew about us and would throw shade if I ran to you across the plaza - got one of those cloudy voices that doesn't carry no matter how loud I shout- I walked three meters behind you for a minute . . .