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walking down the 

street being a girl 

seeing an empty 

bottle of Bombay 

Sapphire

thinking about how 

to draw what exactly 

that means to me

and how to draw a 

baby who is hopeless

*allegorical action shot*

living vicariously 

through that

the Sapphire Stranger

it is a glass bottle 

laying dewy in the 

grass

dewy and I’m just 

walking past it

must have been a 

wild in the grass

living vicariously

through the reflective

tape on a mans coat

flashing in our headlights

as we drive past him in the dark

that is not my life

dropping off my sister 

at a boarded up house

where she slips through 

the chain link 

and disappears along 

side it

there is no light at all 

coming from inside it

it must be exciting 

to be the bad ones

inside it

a friend of hers 

works on old houses 

like that one and his 

boss lets him sleep 

in them

one time in the attic 

of a little victorian

his hand impulsively 

reached up to one

of the rafters and he 

pulled down a red purse 

inside the purse 

was a handful 

of gold jewelry

a gun, and a torn

out newspaper 

article about a 

missing girl with 

a red purse