Sunday, March 17, 2013

UPHILL LIKE STRAIGHT INTO THE SKY

[this is the experience of a man named Joshua]


i woke early & went running along the sea-breeze  sun climbing the steel beams of the bay bridge as the city collectively rolled out of bed & into an office chair.

[and it moved me, so i internalized enough of it to use his words twofold.]

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