September 16, 2016

A note to the reader

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May 25, 2016

The 8 count concerto

I inhale the space between
stretch my legs.
It's moments like
this- you can feel it
happening- that you grow
partly into something
else strange and
so when death comes
it can only take
part of

An afternoon in February

the phone rings again. "I have just about gotten over it, I have just about gotten over you." "Thank you," I say and hang up.

"Then it hit me and I just blurted, ‘I like people too much or not at all. I’ve got to go down deep, to fall into people, to really know them."

- Sylvia Plath