August 2011
14 posts
A flarf poem from craigslist missed connections
aka products of my boredom
Missed Your Connection
I admired the way your spine poked out, a baby stegosaurus, too pretty to be pumping your own gas but you managed just fine. In rare form, we looked at each other directly, said hello. Your instinctual inclination to throw me a soft smile was refreshing in this town of burly barnacles.
We talked as you finished filling. What was our...
