Me? i know why.

i shuffle around flatbush ave- 9:17, Tuesday, shift my weight at mt prospect straddling monkey bars that paul zolezzi hung from a week ago. i flip through messages of the i’m just going to stay here. you didn’t do anything wrong variety. crawl up inside the blue slide- the motion of flame to pipe is one i haven’t rehearsed since high school. in and out. in and out. inhale exhale. in and out like in that west hollywood hotel room in january. this is going to be the last time i ever see you he said.

so it was.

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