WHO ARE YOU   Well, I'm Skip. Who am I and how did I get here   I come from a huge family. A military family. No, I'm not a military brat, I just come from a long line of respect and dedication to the military. Pride. Honor.

TAKE A WALK   I ventured out into the open desert with a couple of the girls. Walking to fill the time and to feel time. Not looking for anything in particular, just learning our space. We came across multiple dump piles. Some look like fallen structures. Others, garbage intentionally brought

me you she she he they them I us no longer together we work to distance makes things harder better faster stronger knots hold larger loads of dirty laundry hung out carefully constructed feelings fleeing away from home sick for a past tense that has not happened yet it’s so easy to convert

HEY, YOU! SKIPPY! We’ve arrived! Who are we you ask? I’ve stumbled across a group of women. Or should I say they stumbled upon me. Are they my group? I don’t know. But they’re my group for now. 6 women. 3 meals. 6 friends. 4 gallons. 0 showers. 1 man.