The Night We Broke The Law by Katharine Battistoni

we discussed John Cage
on a balcony of college girls.
I was getting exasperated / wasted
and listening to Highway 61 Revisited
repeatedly in the living room of the resident
artist-you’d-fucked. She was eating my signature
kale salad when we left, and on the way home
nobody spoke but I thought it a good thing
to bounce on the parking lot barrier ‘til it broke.

katharine-battistoni
Katharine Battistoni lives in Austin, TX, with a typewriter, three guitars, and the complete works of e e cummings, if possessions designate character. She can be found here: crunchyfatt.tumblr.com and here: katiesolo.bandcamp.com.
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