The Sound Is Orange

I want to kiss the fifth floor window & make it disappear. The second sentence is a balcony of absolution. My parents are here & they will go away. A sports bar reminds me of being a lucky little shit—it reminds me of ghosts. We sit somewhere with food & beer & voices & I am not sure I love anyone or know where the closest bus stop is. I want a dream about you to be my last seconds over & over again.

Parker Tettleton is a Leo, a vegan, & a resident of Portland, Oregon. He is also the author of the collection Greens (Thunderclap Press, 2012) as well as the chapbooks Same Opposite (Thunderclap Press, 2010) & Ours Mine Yours (Pity Milk Press, 2014). More information is here.

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