"They’re not cornfields but you look for aliens anyway; for a sign you’re still back in the dream. You look for me, tightrope-walking the flint wall, losing my balance because I’m laughing at your stupid shoes, saying let’s go make crop circles."
I don't know why, but it was this bit in particular that really got me. Beautiful, beautiful work. Thank you for sharing.
wow what an experience to read this. So beautifully done. I’ll be thinking about this piece for a while
"They’re not cornfields but you look for aliens anyway; for a sign you’re still back in the dream. You look for me, tightrope-walking the flint wall, losing my balance because I’m laughing at your stupid shoes, saying let’s go make crop circles."
I don't know why, but it was this bit in particular that really got me. Beautiful, beautiful work. Thank you for sharing.
Thank you for reading <3