A love letter in mini-zine format to my once-adopted hometown, Cleveland, OH. I made this almost 5 years ago, upon leaving Cleveland to travel across country.

Title page: Leaving Cleveland

Page 2: People say you can surf Lake Eerie.

Page 3: Cleveland is toxic but I love it and I love you all. You are all the twisted seeds that grow up crooked and strong, determined and stubborn from the mercury-laden soil — you are all so lovely growing in the heat, my friends. I wish for you to continue growing on your crooked, stubborn, and wildly colorful path, and I’ll grow on mine.