I spoke to my sister and she sounds way kinder than I thought. I am smoking the leftover cigarettes of Jennifer. Menthol. I got a really pretty cat broche I put on my raincoat as well. And we have two chapbooks about her and what she likes , composers and classical music, poets etc. They were inspired by my chapbooks so they made a couple of chapbooks about Jennifer while she was alive. I am stone right now since BJG found a roach and a huge joint. I took two poffs and it mostly gave me a headache. I don’t know why I smoke. It is no longer that fun.
The Poetry Dervish