so words will have to suffice. i was on my way to that modern invention, the carwash, when i saw a car by the side the road far dirtier than mine, on whose back windshield implored the words, 'was me'. 'was me'. not 'wash me'. thrilling how a simple spelling error can transform a car into an existential agent with subjectivity and regrets.
tonight there were several accidents down the four-oh-five:
red and white jewels
set in a concrete necklace--
the highway at night
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- carola rola
- I unofficially take photographs and charm people for a living. Officially, I received a B.F.A. from Cornell University, and am now on the West Coast making websites, planting gardens, and damning the man. Be my friend at carol[dot]why[dot]zou[at]gmail[dot]com.
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