dates a
cousin of
mine. She’s
older, from
Ohio.

It’s said
in the news
he’s going
through something…

They stay at
an upscale
hotel, in
a room
on the
fortieth
floor. The stairs
are outside
the building
and wrap
around it.

I have
trouble
going up,
so does he.

All eyes
are on us.

My cousin
waits at the top,
looking down.

Just before
getting to
her, I fall.

It’s exhilarating.

I’m no one
again.

There’s milk
in the fridge.

I have no
fear of heights.

Joaquin
Phoenix

is no one
to me, or I
to him.