-tasting popcorn flavored with white cheddar, seasoning salt and the lavender soap my boss used to wash the container. first it tasted like laundry, then like rustic cabin getaways, then like chemicals.
-holding my wrists and fingers limp while a lady with excessive eyeliner oils them up, and enters my fingerprints into an electronic database. she tells me i'm a fingerprinting problem child, and that i need to moisturize.
20 parts poemas de amor, 2 parts cotton sweaters from the gap. pour over tiny asian girl and shake.
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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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