new york city

FRIDAY

Only Jesus knew what was coming // johnson

Long drives need music and books // byron

And that’s when I understood Watsky // sand
We settled into each other’s space // cole

SATURDAY

Blonde boys make the best drivers // johnson

I left my headphones in Virginia // sand

The anger was for your protection // cole

God got us to our doorstep // byron

SUNDAY

Wow, so transubstantiation really is important // byron

His earnest belief made him lie // johnson

Underdressed in the presence of royalty // sand

We didn’t turn on the TV // cole

MONDAY

Giddy sick broke and too happy // cole

I prefer people watching to shopping // byron

Lost among a sea of words // sand

Everyone's looking but no one sees // johnson

TUESDAY

Road-trips and remembrances help make stories // byron

I gave him cigarettes, not money // sand

Her words unlocked both of them // cole

Ten year anticipation made me choke // johnson

WEDNESDAY

I was a time traveler’s tourist // sand

Snow covered all my past sins // johnson

Your nostalgia is greater than mine // byron

Your fall took me with you // cole

THURSDAY

Cold weather, warm strangers, good friends // byron

Standing alone among millions, he cried // johnson

All the words melted away today // cole

Take some of my body heat // sand

FRIDAY

Subway windows are haunted by faces // cole

His plane ticket was his escape // sand

Walk a mile, drive five hundred // byron

Saying "heading home" is a lie // johnson

SATURDAY

We didn’t leave Sand at McDonalds // johnson

“I love you.” “You’re stupid too.” // sand

I was awake for 22 hours // byron

I realized your floor was home // cole