eddie n., cass c., public
[Another recording. This one isn't a poem, but a rambling clip about her day. Banal things like her economics class, the walk she and Matilda had, how Frankie's working on a picture for him. Clearly trying her best to pretend like everything's normal, even if her voice gets a little strained at moments. Especially towards the end. She ends with a desperate sort of I love you before she can burst into tears.]
[locked to cass c.]
I'm doing a pizza roll and ice cream run.
[public.]
I don't know if I'm cut out for prison-girlfriend lifestyle.