August 18, 2004

• WE ARE HOT

  
  

  

  
  

  Rachel and I sitting at a table on the Harbor Steps, writing, being creative in a place where anonymity is a way of life and a silent refuge. First two.

  
  

  

  
  

  Rachel

  
  

  

  
  

  Me

  
  

  

  
  

  Why we were looking out a window. Next two. Total four.

  
  

  

  
  

  This I call Trembling Vase.

  
  

  

  
  

  Okay, I took that and that is hot.

  
  

  

  
  

  Have you yet asked yourselves why we happen to be on a ferry going to Seattle? A group, plus two, equals seven if the group is one.

  
  

  

  
  

  For this.

  
  

  

  
  

  I call this Widowed Purple.

  
  

  

  
  

  Good night.

  
  

  Orange pants, how you doth love us. Eight.

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