lily

"This is my friend Lil" Keisha says when she introduces me"She's from vermont, Oregon, Califiornia, Texas, Florida, New york." we smile at each other. She's got these puffy circles under her eyes from the crack smoke or the HIV. I missed north philly like a hole in the head. Smells like crack smoke and vomit and philly cheese steaks. everytime i come here someone else is dead.
Lost myself for a few days in the back of a toothless old mans truck watching the constellations. Found a little sanctuary upstairs from that antique shop while he drew invisible circles on my hand and i felt this feeling i forgot in my gut.
I wonder if i can reschedule my court date for a few weeks. I want to prolong this shitty destiny for as long as i can. I want to feel stability. Too much highway and danger, making all my memories into chaotic little fragments.
Anyways if i can't reschedule it than i'll be in jail for a little while banging on the walls. "Fuck the police........coming straight from the underground."
Love, Lily