TYPICAL WEEKDAY EVENING ❋ a.m. kozak

she tries to talk to me in memes but i dno what that
means. just left campus so i’m gonna be late. i say to
corey & mariah i never notice the sky (we shift our
bums closer it’s cold outside) cept when i sit here &
reflect on our interstressors & all they imply. we rank
our complaints then fade them to music as we get
high. mariah tells me to write a poem so i tell her to
make a play, & we both do, in our own way.