“Summer”

We got blasted drunk the night before.

You and I Sal, you and I. We’ve grown bored of Emeryville.

So we hopped the train out of that dimming town.

Two one-ways, $30 spent on 2 Amtrak papers with our future written in blue ink.We woke up on cold benches 9 am, the heat slowly creeping from above the green canopy, outside the adobe mound that was the Davis train station. It was E Street, and a few blocks down you Sal, you paid for our breakfast in the Black Bear Diner.

Sitting in the grass on the front-lawn  of some sorority with chipped white shutters we had to figure out what we wanted to do

You and I Sal, you and I– someplace, and shitfaced– we remembered that our girlfriends their moms and our moms had always believed in “home is where the heart is.”

Never drink again, at least with little money in our pockets.

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