i dreamt last night or the other night or the other other night about winning something if i attend coachella. everything was black and blurred. my eyes were mad fixed at the letters embossed, blazing. it said, COACHELLA. it was pleasant and brief like i’m in a trance.

i love my sun-kissed skin! someday i’ll live by the sea. i don’t need to know how to swim, i’m good so long as i have my eyes and skin and mind and nose x