P. Righini, 2026
Walking barefoot down the beach
I watch a snowy egret by the shore
She keeps on walking right beside me
Like she knows where the hell she's going
I picture someone walking here beside me
Someone I could tell the truth to
But it's just the wind messing with the hair I ain't got
And the ocean doesn't give a shit anyway
San Francisco Bay
what the fuck
are you telling me tonight?
Fog.
Neon.
Alcatraz.
Take me anywhere.
Cold beer.
Sea lions screaming.
My phone
knows the time back home.
Someone is fading.
Someone
is still waiting.
Alcatraz
in the dark.
Locked doors.
Men with keys.
Funny—
I crossed an ocean
and never moved
an inch.
San Francisco Bay
tell me
who the hell I am.
Love hits hard.
Cuts clean.
Take me anywhere.
Just not home.
Fog came down.
The bridge disappeared.
Nothing changed.