

Written outside a grocery store in Greenpoint, today, 2/27/25I like the wayCigarettes burn my throatIt probably remindsMe of running suicidesHighschool basketball courtFeet poundingGasping for airAnother one?Another oneFasterPursuing a championshipI still rememberWhat championshipAm I getting closer toWith a cigarette burn?Hottest dyke on the block?That’s worth something