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I’m sorry

I was God

I love you good

And for once it felt like a real fall.

The flourish of spiders in my house during summer.

The first time I drove through the Pass to Pullman, Washington,

the wheat had been harvested and left

just dirt and dirt.

Good

Glass

Glass

L is my favorite letter

as Glass is my favorite word

there is a strange

way that enclosed

water smells some-

thing sickening

We stopped at a KFC, Burger King combo 

at mile 75. A woman cradling 

a 12 pack said to me,

Babysitting.

Growing up in the Mojave taught me

that precipitation always has a fast sound.

To see this silent fall for the first time is like 

if there isn’t someone who can forgive me 

I am

Sorry, I was

God

I love you 

Goodnight