We found an unexpected community in Pensacola. 

Well, when they said there was no WiFi,

I said, “What the fuck is this Pensacola?”

Unexpected is a euphemism for driving off

the Bay Bridge and losing all we owned 

to water and the capacity of our lungs. 

It seemed they too have driven off the 

Pensacola Bay Bridge and decided to 

use their misfortune as a Hermeneutical Lens. 

They took care of us, showed us their 

collection of lost goggles as an argument for 

why we should call this place home. 

Look at what can be ours. 

What you thought was the worst day of your life 

is a lifestyle, a heritage, a natural phenomena 

with its own beauty. 

But it just wasn’t for me. 

I still remember their vast heartbreak

as my eyes slightly drifted,

looked at the wall, 

and I doubted their most sincere hope.