A moment of silence.

Dear $7 pair of Venice Beach Boardwalk glasses,

I can still remember when I bought you from the Jamaican–or was he Chinese?–guy at the sunglass stand on the right. We’ve been through a lot together: sun, less sun, grocery store pretension. Anyway, you will be missed. And though your place will never be filled, you will be survived by the black Aldo pair that were on sale and the purple pair my cousin gave me.

May you go in peace to the recycling center.

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About J.

A former twentysomething with a head full of curls and heart full of questions wondering: when we get to nirvana, will there be food?
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