After Outside Lands

We went back to their place. Our friends from high school. Some poor bastard’s school loan pays for this. We climb 2 flights to make it to their apartment. The paint inside looks old like wax, and the kitchen has new granite. We explore the rooms as if looking for someone. The apartment is 3 stories high. I will never be able to afford something so rich and broken in my life.

I remember going out to the roof. I remember the open-mouth darkness droning just after the lights. The bay is over there. The Golden Gate Park is next to me. There is a shout from inside, my old crush. My friends go in to find the others.

Trevor Kaiser Allred is a writer and arts enthusiast. In 2016, he was a poetry judge for the 9th volume of DASH Literary Journal and has also been published in Ant vs. Whale and Boned. An advocate of the literary arts, he works with 1888 Center to grow the community. Keep in touch with him on Twitter (@TrevKAllred) or learn more at

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