all my thoughts are jumbled into some crazy state of grace,

today is my half-birthday.
i will buy tea and read nabokov and sulk and eat my last lunch at bean.

my nails are growing.
i'm contemplating bras again.

this is what calgary wants and we all know
i'm never one to disappoint.

(and well what do i do but soothe it
with a picture of your face.)

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