I.
los angeles is nearing fire season—
soon, ash will be falling
in place of rain, drowning houses
down the hill
in the flesh of their neighbors.
II.
I’ve given up writing much.
the succulents in my skull are too thirsty
to survive.
Mar 3, 2015
Mar 3, 2015 at 1:54 AM UTC
I.
los angeles is nearing fire season—
soon, ash will be falling
in place of rain, drowning houses
down the hill
in the flesh of their neighbors.
II.
I’ve given up writing much.
the succulents in my skull are too thirsty
to survive.
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