day after valentine’s

Editor back-issues, poetry

bummed a cigarette from a man with tattoos and Marlboros he said I don’t need a quarter and I don’t smoke weed                                                            and I felt ashamedasked a lady at south station for directions she thought I was asking for change but sighed and said I’m looking for congress street too we walked together and she told me she ventured thirty…

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