Hello April!

"i dont know some girl was being stupid and everyone was really drunk and she was like acting tough like she was going to hit me so i threw her on the ground haha"
hahahaha.



A million fingers tap the roof this morning
It’s pouring and the room is grey with a desperate light
rain boots on- still too big, done growing I guess
Coffee poured into my mug, sipping and running
down my steps greeted with a heavy drop on my hair
I’m glad I didn’t style it today- what a waste
the rain would destroy it, like the leaves on this tree- now withered and curled,
this tree, this tree one of 7 on the block, for decor
of course it stands alone, very important with a personal fence
yeah it's got its own jail cell, it's own plot of land
it is cared for more than one might care
for it, and yet I’m walking past inmate I mean tree number 2
Trucks filled with once soiled napkins from fine dinners
pull up along the curbs, out runs a man with a stack
of white fabric- he’ll be back for them when they meet their mess
Workers lean against their trucks staring up at scaffolds,
heels can be heard smacking the concrete, clap, clap, clap,
stares shift to a woman walking by, and the rain still pours
and the men throw their jackets across puddles for her
or at least think of how sharp it would look and a man
with a plastic bag for a hat digs through a can looking
for treasure, and when he finds an old meal he treasures it
and eats his feast upon the concrete dunes of Back Bay
and the woman is coming as her heels are now drowning
1 inch deep,clap, clap, clap- they will be done for by 10 AM
and she sees this man and she scoffs when he says
“Good morning” mouth full of someone’s long lost leftover meal
so he returns to his breakfast and I’m standing in a puddle
but I don’t feel the rain on my feet, the rain boots don’t fit,
but I don’t feel the rain on my feet and I’m watching all this
and I think I’m standing still, but I’m not I’m just in step with
the rest, except this man with a shopping bag for a hat on his head
and he’s the only thing showing me that I’m moving forward.
And the inmates wave through the reign of us all