Step out onto early moring sidewalk. Innocent
enough sunlight. Confronted (affronted!) by a purple
sign, laminated. Everywhere.
Sweet Sexy Jane
All my pumpkin love
Damn thing is everywhere. Storefronts. Lampposts.
Doorways. What is pumpkin love. Maybe he is giving me all his pumpkin and calling me Love. Bad punctuation. Damn Damn Damn. It is not my birthday and I do not know any
Juno. Damn Damn Damn. Nobody knows I am me but
soon they will figure it out. Pariah. I can hear them saying it already.