Monthly Archives: November 2012

jilted

One hour into my brief relationship with sleep it abandoned me I did not want to believe laid for so long on its side of the bed, recalling the things we used to do together: relax, snore, dream no amount … Continue reading

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80 years is a long fucking time.

Today is your birthday. It would have marked 80 years on this Earth. I wonder, if you are getting reborn, if it happens today? Maybe we always have the same birthdays forever. Maybe astrology is meaningful. I think I seem … Continue reading

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A wish list for life

What I would do if I won the lottery right now: Take the rest of the quarter off of school and not worry if it meant graduating in the spring instead of winter. Hire a financial advisor. See a dentist. … Continue reading

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bird’s eye view

I think that if you can see me now, you are proud. You are proud of my take on the world, of how much of it I can see from where I am. You are proud of how I fight … Continue reading

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her hours were ours

In some alternate life, I stayed home in Alabama. I opened a restaurant and cooked every night, and fed you all the things we love, and you lived for so much longer. You lived for so much more. I made … Continue reading

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