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Sky In My Pocket
When I was a young man, I did not tell anyone about the time I tied feathers to my arms and tried to fly. I did not have the gift Icarus’s father had, of being able to build something perfect, … Continue reading
Because I Plan on Living Forever
I won’t give up our secrets until you’re cold and I have stopped mourning you. (or maybe before; how could I ever stop?) Then I’ll take out a 2 page ad in the New York Times, and tell the world. … Continue reading
The Stings Our Hearts Get
You might have been my first, leaving me humiliated, wondering what I’d done wrong, how I could’ve been better for you. I realized later, when I heard she ate sticks of butter and cut herself for attention, that sometimes the … Continue reading
The Spaces Of Me
There are times I think about singing to you, calling you up from miles away and singing to you all the songs that used to be ours, but aren’t anymore. I wonder if you gave them away like I had … Continue reading
Trust Me
The disasters we perpetuate on one another, if added up, would weigh down the strongest of giants, the most powerful of angels and demons. If you will not submit, I will call truce. I will meet with you in the … Continue reading