Got drunk and wrote some refrigerator magnet “poetry” with one of my
good best friends (Big Shout out to Dana A). We went back and fourth, word for word, creating two original “works”. She claims the first one says a lot about me (I don’t know if I agree). The second one is all her (even if it sounds like it should be a Rihanna song), though she doesn’t agree. We worked on these late into the night, fueled only by alcohol and each other. We also took way too much time analyzing what each “poem” actually meant. She was an English major and we really dug deep into the interpretation. So without further ado…
Feel free to interpret our drunken debauchery for yourself.
P.S. Writing this on the train back to L.I. and the sun is already up . Ughhh.