i needed one more

cause that's the pattern of late. but this is made up. the others, well, they were real. i knew a kid named albert. i knew a girl named stella. actually, i didn't. or don't. i don't know anybody by those names. i did know a kid named nathaniel. he ate the stucko off the sides of houses. we made fun of him for it. he had one kidney. and one time his bladder exploded. this is true. nathaniel and the kidney. but i don't know what happened to him. and i can't write something honest without an intermediary. it's just not possible. if you filter it though it becomes less of yours and more of something else. and i don't want this to be mine. not really, at least.