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Two haikus about hipsters. Spoiler: I want to fuck them.

Suspicious packages, furtive groping, and the politics of fear on a crowded train.

Luna wants me to tell her she’s the prettiest. I’d rather show her.

I’m back. Again. Maybe. Probably. We’ll see.

A woman on the subway, seen with unearned precision.

I’m back. Inspire me.

Sofia makes the best porn I’ve ever seen — and she makes it just for me.

My silence will end soon. In the meantime, I hope you’re having a good summer.

She’s late, and I cycle through annoyance, gratitude, and want before she even arrives — from the wrong direction, dressed exactly as I asked.