Post ReGoonion II

i remember tim drawing
a penis in snow
on my rear
window
and a heart
on my
dash-

and arm restling
for a barbie
radio
holding a barbie
radio between
our tethered
grip.

i remember loving
when andy
laughs

how he always
presses me
to read

and unassumingly
writes better
than any
of us.

and i remember jared
continually throwing
imaginary semen
in my face

using words i'll
never need
to know
as long as
i have
him
around
and nod
assuredly.

i remember him
calling me
a fiction
writer
and me
not quite sure
how to take it.

i remember celeste
out of
nowhere

and liz riding a wild
horse,
which sadly
never happened.

and jane chewing gum
while her words
wrapped me
in Cellophane

and jonah...a comic book
used to
swat flies.