At least the city is beautiful. I love the tall buildings and the fast cars and the everyone in suits. I love the roadworks and the litter and the graffiti. Like a supermodel after surgery, this place is a manmade beauty. Not a single flower or rolling hillside to spoil the urban paradise. Light glints off the glass sharply. Fumes from the cars and all of us breathing the same air, pressed close together like desperate bodies on a dancefloor. There’s a faded poster for a movie that’s already closed, starlet’s face slowly melting away from the billboard.
Music tastes different in the summer. It pours out the lungs hot. Taylor Swift Shake It Off. Haters, fakers... This song could be my soundtrack.
The sun shines as I get to a red light and throw my arms out like Titanic, Rose at the front of the boat. Only my Jack is this old VW camper. Used to be my dad’s. He left it to me after he died. Back in Korea, he saw a sky blue VW camper in a photo of Woodstock. First thing he did when he moved over here was buy one. Second thing he did was knock up my mom with me. Click here to read more...
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