Youth Nostalgia

think about it. it’s only me and you… I have you locked into a conversation in which I have amazing efficiency. I am somehow losing no energy no matter how exhausting you try to be. you bring up how your mother used to call your brother for food, and you would only overhear, and dribble in for food. no one wanted to feed you directly, except me right now. feeding your mind. I could not be a more present human if I tried. My name is Beau Byers. you can email me at byersbeau52@gmail.com