during the 2006 world cup I spent a day in jail
ever since I was a boy these details were often overlooked intimate years in rearview becoming effervescent popcorn bursting pubescent calcifying twine an awkward adolescence heat-marked scars chaffed palms lead the procession spine uneven to the wolf’s bosom is she abrasive through desire on our day of reckoning interrogated lines in freefall under primrose skies distant confessions between stone-cold walls resemble absolution here the impenetrable light in the city when the night softens I am forgiven and we are set free



Wonderful!. Call it THE WOLF'S BOSOM.
The 'calcifying twine' hit hard—EverQuest 2 as pubescent snare? Brilliant. Those rearview intimate years softening into city light feel hard-won. What's the wolf's backstory for you?