and then The Cramps,
followed by Taylor Swift,
Big L,
and the soundtrack
to the Broadway version
of Aladdin.
death is the damndest thing.
another year
has come and gone,
and I still have never owned
or ever worn
a pair of Crocs.
I'd say I am doing pretty well for myself.
if someone tells me they are 23,
I'm totally unaffected by that information,
but if that person instead tells me
that they were born in 1999—
basically the exact same piece of information—
it's the equivalent of pile driving my brain
through a coffee table.