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<3  ¶ 9:20 AM 0 comments

  Blue Factory Flame That song came on as I was driving to Target on rainy streets. Tears moved towards my stubbled chin. Before the marriage, before I went on that street with her, before that ended and I was on my way to Target to buy clothes, there was this song. Sitting in my mildewed apartment in Turtle Creek. Yuengling sweating by the open window. Cigarette smoke coming from deep within me and filling the day-dark livingroom.

When I die, put my bones in an empty street
To remind me how it used to be

Found two shirts pretty easily. I always try them on. I don’t want to take any risks. Make any mistakes. The one was a little tight, but I liked the fit. The shirt and I, we fit well together. With time, I’ll forget and I’ll put it in the dryer and it will shrink. And I’ll be back on that street, going to Target to return that ill-fitted shirt.

They ain’t proud colors, but they’re true colors of my home
Where I am, paralyzed by the emptiness  ¶ 2:21 PM 0 comments

 

in-betweens

The rug is all messed up again. Willie has been racing around the apartment. Getting out her wiggles. She loves to pretend she is scared and race up and down the hallway leading to my room. My room is her safe place, where the racing begins or ends or in-betweens.

I wonder what it would be like to bring a girl home to my room. Waking up with her next to me. I can picture her in a way. To my left, nearest the wall. The morning sunlight blinding my view of her face. Does that mean she’s blonde?

I’m supposed to go out tonight with John. He just got home from a weekend trip to Minneapolis. I want to hear about it. I want to hear that he had such a good time he is going to move there. That he found a baby. It gives me hope to think this. I also do not want him to leave. Drown together.

I keep hearing this town is filled with a lot of talk. A bunch of people talking about doing. A lot of people just talking. A safe place for people to come back to, when they’ve moved on and pretended to try their best. Or stay, and get all messed up.

  ¶ 4:49 PM 0 comments