part IV

sat with the yellow leaves today and listened to age pryor next to a soccer game. it was six o’clock so there was a little light left and i got to think about alex. back then during this time, i was up to snow in my northstrom boots, in the valley at a friend’s school. i saw alex behind the woods, behind the oaks. i climbed up the shreds past them, and i left with him.

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