with the clouds
in the frame of the doors of the Reynard at the Wythe Hotel he stood. that was the first time I saw him.
the second was just nearly a hundred feet a way, one day later when a blue sky shared its beauty with the clouds. his energy joined them with a front row seat.
“There’s a tea I like, it is from South Africa. It tastes like peach. When I drink it I feel like ‘ooh, something is happening here.”
something is definitely happening here.