last night i had a dream about my punk rock boyfriend, kiss camera. he was named after his grandfather and his name meant something profound that i can't remember now. my nickname for him was crush. we met through mutual rock star friends, he lived in seattle but the band was contemplating moving to portland. i met several of his friends while in seattle, including and older friend, Pat, who was a cop. at the airport while saying and smooching goodbye, kiss asked me if i wanted to change my name.

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