Jackson Flint-Gonzales

This is a bad poem about Venmo that i wrote in a venmo request to my annoying roommates.
for the time you accidentally
majored in ManEcon

for the time I bought
a Rollie

which was fucked up,

for the time you forgave you
and indecent exposure exchange-value

I said,
big who gives a fuck

stars are made up of
bodies so they
must be

trafficked too.

You kissed me on the tube
I did too