A found poem

“I graduated.”
Watch Every Night
You Belong Here
don’t do drugs, stay in school
“This day is way too nice to be February.”

“In my dream I missed the second half of a favourite class because I fell in love. Nothing happened, except the slow realization that we didn’t want to spend time apart from each other, and so returning to class seemed like a gross misuse of energy.”


We don’t have the internet at home. More is coming.

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