Monthly Archives: July 2015

Happy Endings

Two Part 1 More than that night, I remember those wounded animal days: I couldn’t meet the sky, (those brilliant)¬†sunny days of friendship in your eyes without mine blurring to wash away memory dust, floating on dreams and settling in … Continue reading

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Good Day

On a good day, I think about how little you loved me and how much I loved you, and I feel only gratitude for having known you at all. On a good day, there is no intestine twisting shame in … Continue reading

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Fragments

1. Montreal sits in my mouth, memories taste like green summer grass and clear blue water fountains 2. I remember your thighs; they were brown, strong li(n)es, like mine, I thought, and I was (partly) right. 3.¬†Shame is the kind … Continue reading

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