Sprinkles

That beard’s out of control

you look like a long-haired terrier

You’re too hard on yourself, bro

your photos are good

Keep working at it

It took me for-eh-ver

and I got lucky

You won’t believe who I get to interview

You should come back to the paper

Fuck, it’s nuts on an ice cream cone

Someone said I was paid by the city

to write articles about the city

Chaps my hide

Nobody learns what we do

ohmygod, our boys need to get together

they’re so freaking talented

Dude, wanna smoke a bowl?

Dude, I’m happy for you.

I love you, too

Yeah, buddy.

This was written as part of a creative writing class I took in Fall 2020.