He said I had a nice smile

So I wrote it down.

3.22

First take at this sounded too erotic

(it was about the size of the new room and how

my legs felt like brittled wood.)

to continue...

I needed help carrying

the bed up the fire

escape

He wanted to sleep.

Eventually, he gave in.

3.15

i bought a pencil case today

it was white and heavy

for what it was. had a zipper

& was eco

& friendly

i can save the world today

i think about this concept as I walk into the air:

grey

and I think

hard

harder

than i ever thought of anything before

of trees and whales and man

a tee bumper stickers

i feel myself as myself but larger.

my jacket is like a plum and I hug myself

tight as juice pours over my body.

my mind brings me to last night

when you asked me if there was a piece of paper between us

and i said no.

a man half Japanese asks us to donate

ourselves and we do so willingly.

[The Archive]

a record

record(s) plural.

The archive, a desire for truth

to learn

to teach

to relate

to others

to know this

to exercise this

desire

is to truth

as truth is to bird

as bird is to call.

In the image, you are the subject

In the story, you are the narrator, the author

acknowledge yourself

as such

as the collector, mediator

you are a translator of time

and space