My life is, currently,

Four dates, three days,
twentyish pages of my thoughts,
five hundredish pages of reading
a swirl of kisses and scenes in the back of a coffee shop
when I should have clocked out a half hour ago.

Animated films, sushi, plates overflowing in the sink,
dinner overflowing on the stove.

a future of being jobless, supportless,
considering missionary work and salvation from the church
for an otherwise stuck existence in pennsyvania, or, worse -
Connecticut.

Walkin in Memphis
Whistling in bare feet
Bringing free coffee home to exhausted roommates.

Vine charcoal
sad music
beautiful voice.

Beautiful model
Ugly model
uglier me.

Proliferate writing.

Proliferate dating.

Too many irons in the fire.

A list of men never to fall in love with

Professors
Premeds
Recovered or recovering heroin addicts
Men who like theater too much
Men who don't like theater enough
Men who are intellectual without being smart