on Sundays I do three things:
I tell the moon I love her
and we spend time together in silence
I go on walks through the city
trusting my intuition
meeting new roads
I also always make a new friend
today I met Carlos
he said he loves the United States
I told him that I don't.
The reason his eye is red is unknown
language barriers
at first I thought Carlos was crazy because of
his eye and his ways
but I think he is also friends with the moon
I know ill see Carlos again
as I do with all my Sunday friends