twenty-two june
three : fifty-four p.m.

such a wonderful day. such.

pasta salad and blueberries under shady trees and on shenandoah river rocks. collecting shells, driving listening to nineteen fifties love songs.

and we went to the cafe. he was sitting on a chair outside, grey shirt, skinny legs, black scarf around his neck. and he stopped us.

"i have something for you. you should stop by sometime." exchanged addresses (push the star buzzer). and he came inside with us. pulled up a chair, we talked for half an hour.

and i'm not nervous. at all.

finally happening.




listen : fifties love songs