• Vol. 02
  • Chapter 08
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The Remains of a Summertime Party

I will stay down here       alcohol pop on my lips       I left my passport in your leather jacket       underneath the
sofa     with your turquoise bandanna protecting my eyes from the sun    no curtains     I want to explode    no joke    bring out the parade    colored banners    children at play
let no parent underline the soot         underneath my eyes    I’ll be your sixties Twiggy in a yellow mini dress     when the sun comes up     and your mouth is in the shape of