Friday, February 8, 2008

at the cat power show

The girl's hair smelled of cinnamon and suddenly I was nineteen and cutting through the Cumberland Gap, gas stop 3am, eating apple turnovers off of waxed paper and feeling very tired and also free.


Anonymous said...

Yo Creepy, why are you sniffing girls' hair? Do you have some weird hair fetish? Is there a tin in your bedroom full of hairs plucked from various women's heads?

New York City Mom said...

Meow! I think someone sounds a litle jealous you weren't smelling their hair.