#73

The sharp line of sun on the west side of 11th Street. Ryan Bezek and I in the 4th grade, swearing up a storm under the basketball hoop. A pair of "rockstar-tight" jeans that part of me was too big for. Blake at the Station in DC: the black and white's contrast lost in the school's ancient scanner. Azazel, inexplicably unhappy, and refusing his food. The word aversion: it contains a version (of what?). Thick and horrifying edges of dirt along the walls in the hallway outside Tip's room. A Preacher comic book for my brother.