August, For A While

The first sentence is looking to its left—there’s a towel, at least two towels, we’re blinks as far as blinks are blinks. I want to make up what I care about but I just can’t do it. We want something we’ll never tell anyone else about. We’re perfectly fucked.

Parker Tettleton is a vegan Leo living in Portland, Oregon. He is the author of This Is A City (Ravenna Press, 2020), Please Quiet (Ravenna Press, 2018), Ours Mine Yours (Pitymilk Press, 2014), Greens (Thunderclap Press, 2012), & Same Opposite (Thunderclap Press, 2012). More work & information is here: http://parker-augustlight.blogspot.com.

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