paloma kerry she takes videos of leaves falling pictures of doors, flowers she seems to float she is always wearing yellow and her hair looks soft and we are constantly saying, “no way, me too! i was about to say that!” we sat in a coffee shop and talked about astrology and our parents and she told me stories about rio that made me feel like i am very delicate and she has lived many lives even though she’s only three years older than me. she bought my coffee because she has a job and i don’t, laughed when i said i can swing $2 and i’ll be working soon, at least let me get the tip. and she smiled and squeezed my shoulder. she never touched her apple tart, didn’t even pull it out of the paper bag. “i’m having trouble with the winter already,” she said. “i got used to california and forgot about boston.” she said, “it smells and there’s trash everywhere, and my dog doesn’t want to walk and what’s the deal with the people here?” i told her she’d get used to the trash and the cold and the people, and we said at the same time, “don’t go anywhere.” 211209 ... unhinged one of the last times i was allowed to go to a restaurant a raspberry mezcal paloma with orchid garnish beautiful for the eyes and the tongue 211210 what's it to you? who go blather from