Flower print pants (Never worn) - Depop​
after Kim Deal​
Tim Livingston​
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Remember Barbageddon?
That day off you accidentally
took - how the hang the next night
got bleak where the purple streets
go crooked by the Fright Factory -
your story kept open
like a locket with pictures
of your friends - your cat -
a few words to remember -
It even sings to you -
of the wonder
of all salvation -
of a Sunday afternoon -
but everyone's born
under one moon or another
Where is home
in your hot pink future?
You verb around this wilderness -
with nightlights hooked
like a thicket in your pupils -
collecting EXP., and waiting on
the she -
the whispered -
the blue iguana -
most sensitive
to metaphor -
You meanderer
you tease
you flop
you fowl
Throngs thud the atmosphere -
a head cold - a green ocean
breaking on an autumn beach
like breaths at the ends of lines
and your memories hold you
in the daylight?
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Tim Livingston is a poet and a pleasure to have in class, living among friends in Philadelphia. Their work has appeared in The Twin Bill, Bullshit Lit, and elsewhere. Keep up with them (if you can) on Instagram @thee.sweet1e.