Two nudes in bed editing.
—Laura Moriarty
I won’t have this window
much longer just a few months. The chalky tail
of (supine) Treasure Island. The glowering haze.
(The haze isn’t glowering!) The gaze that isn’t
harrowing.
No, seriously, it’s a nice view.
I’m kind of stoked I forgot to eat.
Duh, but mildly entertaining. Thanks, Jack.
A bottle of water in the middle of the table.
Such limitation, language; enough to drive one
into a Susan Hayward snit. (That’s camp.)
I think you should wait a few weeks before
spending any more money – give yourself some
breathing room. Tomorrow I might wake up dying.
