stories

[outside lands ocean beach adventure]




[bright bright wires]




[my legs are waiting]




[boulange pockets]


the clouds could but so can the sun. the white bright yellow bright came and i took zooey. we rode to the big blue it was just me and her. my worries came too, but the sun burned them and my weight fell away. there is still something there but i returned home towards the mountain. i waited on the corner in the sun and then found myself in a cafe with pockets. my days have been long each stories unfolding time collapsing and transpiring all at once except bit by bit.