For the boy with broad eyes, The way you tackle your father and he looks at me, laughing about your surprising strength. And he i...
Showing posts with label Family. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Family. Show all posts
4/22 lagoon day
My brother made my cry today. It wasn't a hefty cry, just one of those inadequacy cries where every word you don't say feels lik...
real talk:
caught in sentimentality
I remember when he wore a Boy Scout uniform to school and I brushed off the Indie-infestation along with his first and last name. And now...
for someday
To the girl with soft eyes who will someday wear her father's name at the end of the one we compromised between classic-Biblical an...
17: the eulogy I never wrote
I think we all fell in love with being 17. We all fell for clear eyes and t-shirts bundled by cotton socks We shared lotion in ti...
I know why they crave summer
Maybe we'll ride the winter train back and forth between Courthouse Drive and this tree-less wonderland. As long as you catch so...
Mother
Between silk nightgowns and choppy bangs, The oldest child came out abnormal and tried for 18 years to impress you. I know you fell i...
the wall
The rain strikes a chord. Not in the same way it strums you like a harp. It beats me like a drum in a tribal ceremony. Back home, ...
Paris
You told us not be tourists. So I moved to Paris. There's something in Paris that everybody needs to look for. Like a t...
childhood: green
I lived in a city of no fences, where the trees curtained each house from the next, drowning out the sound of pens that scraped against div...
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