hubba bubba

i let the machine choose our quick picks. hubbabubba. you asked me if i could make change for a fifty. no but there's like thirty cashiers here can you ask one of them? okay hubbabubba. i only realize this is my nickname when a woman who has overheard our exchange asks. is that what he calls you? oh. ya probably. he comes up with a new one almost every day. that's adorable. while i would love to win the mega millions, life is not likely to get any better than it already is.   #katyamills

#katyamills

alameda again

man with a pipe of tobacco paces 

in his own head. isis flops 

on her back undeterred by cars and sarah's 

slovak commands plays

dead    #katyamills

alt version...

old man nurses a pipe of tobacco

paces the sidewalk slow

black vest and chain he strikes a dead stop

composing the thoughts in his head

where anyone would love

to compose. isis flops on her back

undeterred by cars and sarahs slovak commands

tongue out plays dead

too