"The Los Angeles Free Press"
What makes a man live beside a woman?
I ride the bus in my summer dress,
My legs stick together, and
I think of you then.
A man speaks of God
to no one
and
I think of you,
then.
Distance forces distances as
you and I
fall in love
with one hundred strangers.
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