dear florida,this is the 2nd time in my life that i’ve left you in a huff. well, maybe not so much a huff as a sort of fleeing. but, look at you, teasing me with your warm velvety waters and thick sing song air.
your sky blows my mind practically every day.
your light is so stunning i think it might actually have mass.
and your green growing things and blue-green waters send me to—i don’t know, someplace i came from. which of course i do, which gives me the right to think that you are a shithole as often as I want. you’re like some stringy-haired blonde with a rich golden tan, an insane rack, and shit for brains. and that's all i think i need to say about that.
your light is so stunning i think it might actually have mass.
and your green growing things and blue-green waters send me to—i don’t know, someplace i came from. which of course i do, which gives me the right to think that you are a shithole as often as I want. you’re like some stringy-haired blonde with a rich golden tan, an insane rack, and shit for brains. and that's all i think i need to say about that.
anyway, you are fucking gorgeous. no doubt.
coming here was familiar and strange. being here was really tough, and leaving here is a breeze.
2 comments:
congrats, fonda. bittersweet, i'm sure. beautiful photos. see you soon in austin. :)
Nice pics! Let us know when you get settled in LaLa Land...been craving In n' Out.
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