(This Might be More Comfortable Reading in Word)—EWW

Historical Hills in the Middle of a Dark Lake in Paris where I Fell in Love and I Miss when the Moon Shines Nice and Goldfish Yellow on Your Blue Jewelry Shaped like Triangles Made by a Dead Man but only Strictly between the Hours of One in the Morning and Three Twenty One in the Morning OR What I’ll Miss about the Last Couple Months OR Thank God for Granting Me (and you and you and you and you) this Moment of Clarity OR My Summer Reading List Was Very Long and still Is now that I Think about It OR Reading a Book Called Snow in July Is a Very Weird Experience I Think You Should Try It OR Do You Know What It Means to Miss New Orleans even though You’ve Never Been there and New York’s Already Really Hot and You Can’t Imagine What the Gulf Coast Would Be Like this Time of Year or Smell Like with All that Oil OR (Did you know they capped it? That it took fucking forever?) OR I Love Paris Something Something La-di-da-di-You OR How My Headphones Make My Ears Uncomfortable when I Wear Them Walking around Campus OR There Were So Many Days One Day and Now There just Don’t Seem to Be Any More Anymore