blurred Kodak photographs
cheese from that farm
an old Brazilian album
memories of my mom
as a child playing soccer
my dog in the park
collecting comic books
arguing about artists
trains to Paris; planes to Rio
memories of Tehran
drugs in your apartment
waking up with the sun
joking with students
paychecks on books
pens from Muji
poems leaking where I stood
my father’s TV habits
brother’s off-limit room
trips from my side of the car
being stubborn for no reason
on stage in bands
in front of a class
alone with a guitar
feeling happy in secret