5:44 p.m. I spend the day with Colleen. She tells me she has many boyfriends, I laugh and tell myself, Oh well. This has nothing to do with me, this world has nothing to do with me. We eat, we listen to lemonsky.ky in the car CD player. She tells me about her weekend plans. I invent a girlfriend whom I will see movies with. We congratulate each other on our promising social careers. She goes to take a nap, she's driving for six hours tonight to spend the weekend with a boy she met last weekend at a concert. I wish her a good weekend and recommend museums in the area where she will be. Colleen pauses and says, "I like your laugh," and then kisses me on the cheek.

the Funny Show

agriculture poem

my life in the ghost of Bush

time-lapsed (part 1)

unreconciled

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