Tag: Alexa Mal

friends, it’s gotten so practical the glass thumbs our feetwarmly & we dancelike academicswith arms at the sky endlessly shifting (fidgetous)& thundered toward a national monument won’t you deconstruct my second headpull out the dead leavesthe crochet needles   [sad girl petitions to be mayor of chai lattes]   I’m just collecting best friends I’mstill…