alfie lee writing


Like Friction. Waves

so the interviewer behind glass says she can’t find the report and
asks what have i been doing the past five years. How is it
i have made nothing? Five years? Without
friction i think watching her mouth
move we cannot move. Without it
is sunny and the world aglow and past the safety of the shore







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