this afternoon my conservative neighbor on the corner of grove and shields played michael jackson's thriller album loudly from his porch, imploring the neighborhood to memorialize the prematurely-dead pop star at 85 decibels as he silently did yard work.
i sat on a chair, in my yard, began a new novel and moved a little to the beat. above everything else, he was damn talented.
About Me
- liz.
- i only have one dimple. i like my hair as messy as possible. i drink milk straight from the carton. i require lots of attention and juice in the morning. i'm the purest form of myself at the beach. i was born south of the mason dixon line. i enjoy discovering things. my greatest enemy is the winter. my biggest fear is that i won't change the world.
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