We are tired after biking from our place to Whole Foods, then from Whole Foods to Publix, then from Publix to the beach, around 19th Street. That’s my bike you see collapsed on the sand, with my peacoat draped over the front wheel. The rear wheel is nearly flat, but I don’t have quarters for air at the gas station and I haven’t bought a pump yet. Bridget’s bike is propped beautifully on the kickstand. That’s South Beach under O’Keefe’s clouds in the background. Those art deco buildings are party hotels.

One-Torpedo-each-with-ample-bread-and-Gouda later, we’re feeling renewed and sublime. That’s Bridget blowing bubbles a couple hundred feet below a seagull. Those bubbles she’s blowing are from the phial in her left hand. I snuck the nifty phial away from her sister’s wedding. Couldn’t stand the idea of letting bubbles go to waste. The wind sure took those bubbles south down the beach in the beginning, but the ones that are flying in this picture sailed far over the soughing waves.

This is me missing Miami even though I’m still here.

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TOE goes places so you don’t have to.

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by Michael Davidson

In the morning, in my room, the pallet bonfires from last night keep me warm in my sleeping bag.

Although I’ve lived in OB for almost a year, I still haven’t bothered to purchase a mattress. Well, that’s not entirely true.

My sleeping bag did come with a twin-size air mattress. Really more of a float for swimming pools. It didn’t take me long to realize that the carpet suited my sleeping needs much better than a rubber float that comes to a screeching halt whenever I roll over to cook my other cheek on the pillow: a maneuver I loop through often during my self-prescribed eight hours.

Seeing as I got home around 2AM, it makes complete sense that I don’t get out of my sleeping bag until somewhere in the 10AM hour.

Sweet

bright and early Sunday in Southern California. OB looks good outside my window. No canyon, but plenty of roll. I feel philosophical. I smile,

and I stare at the attic window across Voltaire St. There’s a girl who lives there, I’m sure of it. She stares at the roof beams and thinks about love. She wears an ankh that lifts and falls with her chest cavity. I love her. In my wife beater,

I love her.

∞

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source :: MSNBC

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