tiny ponies

we made a tree opera in berkeley.

we painted dinosaurs in the backyard of fairlandia,
which we pasted all over cambridge.

we ran, jumped and skipped and played. and laughed.
and saw the streets of san francisco.

we drove through the length of the northern california coast between san fran and mendocino.

 we saw the man who sat who sold smoked salmon from a lazy boy nested in a trailer.
he had white powder in his life for his entire life until 40.
sugar. then coke.
then free from powder.

 we were nearly sprayed with the ashes of a grieving family on the san francisco coast.
they scattered the ashes of a loved one and we moved our eyes away in respect.

and here we are. and here you aren't.

you are absolutely tremendous, ms elsa kim. I will never forget that.

(my dear friend elsa kim, who died when her car collided with a tree. august 2013.)