stay writing. stay styling. stay riding. i’ve seen you in the west. elegant bicycle, light scarf. who dat is, pense. si es de aqui, i’ll see her again. si no…pues no. your writing makes me look in. challenges a more unflinching inward eye. thank you. in return i offer this poem i have been relishing since i discovered it two days ago. perhaps it speaks to you as it does to me, guapa:
okay, there’s no poem, and i can’t remember the last time i rode my bike through the home depot parking lot, soooooooo…….