Gu-gu:

This poem was written after I lost something dear to me.  Her name is the title of this piece. We broke up, broke up, Fire and smoke, Who said we got along? We tore up, tore up, Rhythm to your blues, Who said we sang along? Memories burn, Silhouettes of us flicker, We divorced, Love [...]

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Lit, a recollection (II)

Read the first of this series here. White lights queued. I made a new friend, and (much to my frustration) I cannot make his face out. I do, however, recall a sense of belonging; a nervous pain and desire that spoke through our eyes. We wanted to escape, to run with the liquor because childhood doesn't [...]