Winged Life

Went to see the new baby And we smoked weed on the back porch And lying on my back with the pool floatie "Raining Blood" just thundering forth I said, "What do you say Your parents take your place for an hour? We can drive downtown To our o

Your warm sweater Your torn letters They're all that matters At the window watching the elegant traffic It's all fantastic And when you find these things that make you shine Don't let them too far outside of your life The set table The friend smiling

"When our column advanced, and we saw what we'd done, we were sure that we could never tell the folks back home," said my father to me, I had just turned sixteen, and we were walking from my school to his apartment alone. And he said, "You'