Dan
Cassette
Once upon a time, Dan wrote an anonymous poem for a girl he had the hots for, finally admitting it the night before spring break. They had a torrid love affair, during which he had found this tape in the back of her car. The tape reminded him of her as he spent the summer away on the Olympic Peninsula. He listened to it 4-5-6 times a day. The music was alien, as was the experience of being away. When he came back it was over.