Greer told me that she has been feeling restless and lonely and a touch heartbroken. Oh, and a little hungry! She wanted me to use was “franchise.”

For: Greer

Pay attention to neon signage,
drawing gaze to the darker corners
To your dilapidated storefront that’s lost love,
still playing music parents swayed to 
Somewhere South of where you are: nostalgia 
Carrying stale laughter around like a souvenir keychain
Blowing dust off the archives
Artifacts from the careless days cropping up on the side of the road 
Memory’s franchise, 
found even in the isolated backwater, in the foreign, steel cities 
I forget the taste of the original 

From: Maya