Foreign Exchange Program

Written in collaboration with Amelia Heintzelman and Sacha Vega

 The lights are on and it doesn’t look very good nor feel particularly nice

We’re in the center of something

Someone’s in power

Thumbs and ribs are in power

No one’s in power

No one has thumbs

We live romantically now

Long hair reigns

Back in the center

Cleaning up the house

I am the house

I don’t like my house 

I’m in power

You live here now

This is the family you’re assigned to

Clean up your room

You are the room

Plant a flower in your room

Long hair reigns

We’re in power now

Not in the center but we have thumbs again

I’m sleepy and it’s serious

I don’t like my room

I am my room

I’m in power

My ribs love this room

My knees like you in this room

In this foreign country on this foreign exchange program

Living with this family you’ve been assigned to

No one is in power

You’re on a foreign exchange program living with a family you’ve been assigned to

You don’t like your room

The country doesn’t matter

My ribs don’t like my room

I’m going for a walk around the neighborhood

In this foreign country

The bulls are fighting and someone is about to lose money

I’m in power

There is no center

My arm is the center

I love living in my arm

I like this neighborhood

I am this neighborhood

I like this country

I’m the bulls 

I’m the money

I’m about to lose my shit

In this foreign country

Living with this family I’ve been assigned to