inspired by a random photo of the Oscar Mayer wienermobile & my deeply artistic mind
What if we kissed in the Oscar Mayer wienermobile and we got so into it that we accidentally started the wienermobile and it moved forward, lurching through the city streets like an ungodly worm while two humans writhe inside? What then?
-rjm
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Jo McCrory is a writer and artist living in northern California.
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a gray morning
a quiet street
i stare out the window
and imagine i have wings
leaves dance in the gutter
fat raindrops dot the pavement
seven hundred miles away
the sun is shining
-rjm
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