I didn’t know Joe had a hero, too.

On mortality.

you fucking wrote this email with a line break built in and it’s killing me

The important parts aligning, by cosmic design, or happenstance.

Needed to clear my head. Forget about her for a while. So, I got paddling. 

This is my blueprint for being a whole person.

The remote had been under you, under your butt, one last time. 

what if one day i don’t know you? what if one day you leave?

On song streaks.

Did you know that a droplet of salt water jumped out of the Atlantic Ocean and licked me clean?

I was gonna spit on your pizza, but now I’m gonna make it nice.

I could stand to be less delicate with the weeds; you could stand to use more care.

I will mop the bile from the marble / as the blue bleaches the blankets above.

Full disclosure: I know nothing of the fine arts and lost my virginity to the artist! 

I yell back, “I’m sorry, Terry Richardson! I can’t save you!”

On curating mixtapes.

But just between me and you, y’know it was all a bit of Monroe & Bardot.

I’m getting to know the woman at the 7-Eleven. Well, maybe not know her.

Maybe you don’t actually love them, says the little voice inside your head.

She taught me affection in shadows and closets. Her boyfriend never knew.