Parading

It is like the scene in which the girl

Make believe you know

What if a single word

We were loved

Saturday nights.

Grace / Zabriskie giving you cryptic hints how to get there but not

We are Starseeds

I promise you nothing … I accept your promise … of the

It is possible to be with someone

The grass grows between the enemy of my enemy’s clenched fists, but she still won’t move.