5/12/14

Processing. Part 1.

we watch our sister dance her soul up to that stage.

sesame chicken and beef lo mein with her mama and her papa, and her brother.

let’s go find the sunset. we find the river first, herons and dried up metallic fish corpses, a water snake climbing the stone wall. wilderness.

dangled feet and speaking the fear, figuring this out. honesty is all i have.

the first nine mosquito bites of the season.

summer has sprouted overnight.

driving these gorgeous flat lands with the windows down, hair flying freedom. breathing the aroma of early spring and late afternoon light.

taco bell and you put your destiny into my hands so I wanted to make sure it was good. our brother’s service.

simplicity.

when she leaves, gabi and i swipe her tears to taste them, and they taste like mine.

i cannot stop crying.

liz brings home strawberries. my soul has wanted fruit and sunlight all day. thank You.

and i am lonely,
but this is enough.

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