after a long day,
it all goes away;
vitamin-c soaked vodka.
vodka
reflections on frustrating classes that won’t talk
poetryi can’t get through to you
and i don’t know if i will;
and for the moment at least,
all i know to do is watch
football late into the night,
and to drink sunkist,
mixed with bad vodka,
because it’s the only option.
the sieve and the sand 