yesterday i went to the high with a friend to watch the youth parade and study the cave walls. we drank french seventy-fives with lemonade popsicles in the square and took a lovely stroll around the noguchi playground. it was a really nice day
a small black kitten with a stubby tail falls off my porch onto a thin board laid across a deep well and struggles to maintain its balance
a woman with black hair in a tight bun and shiny silver horn rimmed glasses speaking in tongues but with the tone and cadence of an irritated office worker