carlotta doesn’t live here anymore

I drove past the house you finally lost during the Recession. The garden is now covered in the sepia tones of our past. How I hated our fights! You were such a bitch to me sometimes. Well, I hated the moments when we could not communicate with each other.

This city feels so enormous and I lower my head to look at the small space I own in it. I always admired the way in which you picked yourself up and dusted the dirt off you to start again, anywhere. Call me when you get to San Diego. I miss you.

Text: © Lucius Bod 2011
Image: © Sally Mann, Candy Cigarette, 1989

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