I like to let “my work” speak for itself. Cleverness? I never meant to be that way. I just come from an Italian Jewish family in the greater New York area. I’m more cliche than even myself can conceptualize. I want to say “so are you,” and then I don’t, but it appears I already have.
“That’s where it’s got to end in my poetic mind thought
So I’m like the quintessential 90’s kid.
I want to believe.
I also wasn’t expecting any of this.
I also am incredibly unique, just like everyone else. I dig this shit.