Dangerous Compassions


We’re cooking up a pot of red beans.  I made avocado toast for breakfast. 

We might go to Amber Unicorn bookstore for a labor day sale.  But don’t let me buy any books.  I don’t need anything.

Sometimes my cough seems pretty bad.  I’ve been doing tons of selfcare.  Writing my dreams.

Yesterday we were driving to winco.  As I passenged, I fell asleep over and over again.  In one of my dreams I had a caseworker who was making me run for city council.

By Laura-Marie

Good at listening to the noise until it makes sense.

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