wine from a can and
poker with kix-based antes.
adulting is fun.
Immediately following our first strong gust of wind, and immediately preceding me forcibly launching myself into Lake Michigan:
“let go!” my dad yelled —
meaning “of the sail” and not
“of the entire boat.”
lemonade stands are
classic, but hustlers sell snacks
to an empty beach.
new york “never sleeps.”
but parents on vacation?
they sure as heck do.
girl friends who lift you,
get you, and laugh with you when
you’re not at your best…
(origin story.)
this is saturday
post cousin slumber party:
toddler hangover.
when your two twelve seeds
pull off the wins, you almost
HAVE to stop and flex.
it’s only monday
but our third-wheel insisted
on bottle service.
