burroughs jr said that the best rehabilitation was building someone else for yourself. was becoming someone else. taking the environment out of yourself and creating something new.
ill vouch for that. two homes and one just this past september october november december january february and march. one one through eighteen. cinderblock or broken steps.
one rambling about new urbanism. and one being it.
take your row homes and splits. your northeast. broad street is just my road home. where we turn our cheeks and blast off to places familiar in theory alone.
take me home where im young and clean and wise. where i made a love. where i let it rest. where i postered the sky a romanticism that i will never believe in again.
take me to june when its riding in cars. south jersey a bunch of little shining dots shooting by down the turnpike. like driving through the galaxy red and white streams of orbits and rocks. suspended in space. no substance knowing just how good.