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darlings i am sorry to be absent but my
grandfather has passed away
from this earth and from
me and i am finding
it hard to find
my words
grandfather has passed away
from this earth and from
me and i am finding
it hard to find
my words
let's just take our time / lose the whole year
i'm so sorry, i've been away. but it was good, and i am breathing easy again. as i hope you all are. i promise i'll get back to everyone and everything that's happening here, but i was walking by a flower stand in soho and i remembered something. about roses. and a boy. and i just wanted to tell you about him,
about the first and the last boy
who gave me roses; we were
sweet sixteen and sweet hearts and
our love was to be forever, even
as the petals wilted onto the
cover of my calculus book.
he would leave them in my locker
to be found before class but only
after he had snapped off
each and every thorn
and my unbroken heart woul
bonfire on midsummer's eve, ashes on my face
i have some questions and some facts, in no particular order
question 1: am i the only person in the world who hasn't seen the movie frozen?
follow up to question 1: does this make me a terrible person?
follow up to the follow up to question 1: does anyone want to come hang out and watch it with me? k cool thanksss.
fact 1: i have a birthmark on the back of my right leg that looks like a stegosaurus
fact 2: i am obsessed with the weather in weird ways.
question 2: how long do you think it takes to fall in love with somebody?
fact 3: the last four meals i've eaten have been cheerios with extra honey. oops.
fact 4: i just spent more mo
hi.
it's been a hard year.
this year was a reminder that we're all one phone call from our knees. it was a smile from a stranger on the subway, and one moment of uncharacteristic bravery in a dimly lit bar. it was wildflowers on the side of the highway and a sign in the front yard that reads army strong. it was long drives and flights of stairs and an all-consuming wanderlust, it was my mother crying suddenly in the doorway.
i know i've been gone, and bad at this, but i'm trying to come back.
so hi, and hope you are well.
every chance i didn't take
your hand in mine as you prayed
to a god who might save you.
safety on.
your suicide note and the words
to your father, brothers, lover.
your mother.
my tears on your shirt as i
sobbed for everything i had lost
and the god who did not hear me.
the river stones under my legs and
the lights on the bridge in the night.
bruises on my shoulders and i hope
they never fade.
your big truck and the scent of
jasmine and the moment i realized
i was happy.
hand out the window
full of mississippi wind.
hair wild and skin stung.
you are beautiful
and i was beautiful for you.
your legs between my knees
as we flew down memphis streets
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