dear Los Angeles
an incautious love letter
Dear Los Angeles,
To reach you I had to leave my home at the hour that the waning crescent moon leads our sun over the horizon. It’s the rarest moon to see and by simply witnessing it my morning was made tremendous.
From my prairie home I travelled to you and I expected traffic and haze and horns but also… also also also there was Mexican food in abundanc…
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