not that we need liquor (we just like it)

[breathestatic]

and the little box is out on the sidewalk
next to the delicatessen
so the old man can sit on it and drink beer
and get knocked off it by his wife later in the day
while the sun is still shining

oh god it's wonderful
to get out of bed
and drink too much coffee
and smoke too many cigarettes
and love you so much
-from "Steps" by Frank O'Hara.




sarah, myself & jen



jen, lise, myself, kym and sarah v.



casey, kym & i