CR 1491, saturday, 7:55am
i passed jasmine on her way to town and stopped my car to get out and lean into her window and kiss her. she was wearing my mom’s acid washed jean jacket and blue/green earrings. i was listening to the mountain goats, she was listening to MEN. i could hear them both.
i didn’t put my seatbelt on to drive the last mile home. the feeling of openness across my chest
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