An Ode to July and Angus Cloud

A brain dump.

It’s the last day of July

and Angus Cloud passed away today and everything matters. I can’t stop listening to Mac Miller. I haven’t made it to 25 yet but I can’t imagine it’ll be any good.

I keep asking for student discounts forgetting that I tossed my college ID out the window of my car the day I graduated, the car I crashed a few weeks later and will never see again. I kissed a lot of people in that car, I think I cried even more. My childhood dog was put to sleep and I can’t help but feel like there must be something in the stars that explains why everything is so messed up, will an astrologer please come forward? Tell me why Venus retrograde or whatever is making the sky fall is also making everything die around me. Tell me when it’ll bloom again. Or just tell me it’ll bloom again. I need to know that there’s something beyond this.