I AM HAVING CANON EPIPHANIES AT P.F. CHANGS 

THE COP PASSING BY US, 

IS KICKING, 

TO WHAT LOOKS LIKE, 

AN EMPTY BABY CARRIAGE, 

FOLLOWED BY 

OUR INFINITE SIGHS. 

I ASK ALOUD: 

DOES PUTTING OUT MY JOINT ON THE TREE, 

HURT THE TREE? 

THE CONSENSUS WAS NO, 

THOUGH I CAN’T VERIFY. 

“HALF THE GROUP WANTED TO STAY IN, AND FINISH THEIR BOOKS, BECAUSE THEY WERE READING BOOKS-

COURTNEY AND I WERE NOT READING BOOKS,”

WE LAUGH AT THE MILLIONS 

WE’D MAKE FROM THIS STORY.

“YOU MEET PEOPLE IRL 

AND THEY’RE STILL DOGSHIT”,

I SAY.

HOW COULD YOU NOT 

BE EXCITED 

ABOUT SEEING 

A NEARLY FULL MOON? 

I’M IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD, 

SO I FEEL LIKE I SHOULD CALL. 

I’M A STAND UP 

GUY,

AND HAD A CRUSH ON YOU IMMEDIATELY, 

BUT CAN BE DRAMATIC, 

LIKE A SHAVING CUT. 

AT THE VERY LEAST, 

I COULD’VE HAD A FAMILY BY NOW. 

WHY DON’T I FEEL

AS LOVELY

AS MY FRIENDS SAY I AM?

ALL BECAUSE 

MY THROAT IS SORE,

FROM YOU,

STICKING YOUR FINGER IN IT?

I SEE A DAD 

FEEDING HIS DAUGHTER 

WATER, 

AND SHE SAYS 

SHE DOESN’T NEED IT. 

THIS WAS THE NOT THE WORLD 

SHE WAS PROMISED. 

IT NEVER 

WAS.