The Big Red Hat & All The Little Hurts
Love, loss, and sweating in an L.A. AirBNB.
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5 min readOct 1, 2020
Today was a photograph worth shredding. A friend comes over with a swamp cooler because the temporary home in which I live scalds at eighty-seven degrees. Heat rises up all around me, makes me slick and sour.
We don’t wear masks or maybe I forget or perhaps I secretly crave something I can no longer…
