snow
it snowed again. I didn’t want to be alone up on this cold hill in the snow. I decided to get in my grey cadillac. I slid down the hill, and once I was at the bottom, I knew I had to go all the way to Destination KG. It began to sleet and I made no sudden movements, avoided slamming on my brakes, and made it to destination with backpack, 2 diet cokes, and the snail.
Upon arrival, we decide to explore Peanut Butter.
Phase 1: Illumination
It is raining. We decide cigarettes are necessary. I gave one to a funny man with big teeth and he was very excited about, “this cigarette gonna last me long.”
The tiles in destination’s bathroom were very pretty.
The trees were awesome and scary. Very black with very white snow. A flickering lightbulb. Sometimes, a good DJ.
Their bathroom has a poop log. People write in it when they poop. For instance:
1/5 JB cigarette and coffee, here I am.
1/24 smells.
I missed my rabbit and the beach and a girl named Summers.
Amaryllis plant growing strangely. very fascinating.
Was re-re-re-reading some Adelia Prado poems translated by Ellen Watson in Alphabet in the Park and I really think they are great.
The beach and the sun and the daytime are better than snow and gray sky and night.
