june 30-july 4

it is
not lost on me,
the irony that,
while we were fighting through
tears about moving across the
country,

i was
blowing off my
plans to go see sex and
the city movie, where carrie
has to

meet big
in paris to
find out that they are
just greatest lovers afterall.
plus, it's

something
that the whole time,
i'm trying to write a
stupid fucking poem in my head.
even

tim gunn,
whom i channeled
for support, knowing his
own breakup history couldn't
save me.