Daily Archives: September 16, 2011

she makes me want to write a million things…

“Remember everything,” she said. “Everything anyone says to you, remember it.” She had no idea I was already doing this, the catalogs I had of her words in my mind. “I can remember being young and staring at my toes. All I could think was, ‘I just want to remember what my toes look like […]

i heard you died…

I wish I had heard you died. I wish someone would have broken it to me gently. But I got the sudden thought of you, looked you up, and it said deceased. I think I knew it was coming. The world swallows people like you. You become the forgotten. But I won’t forget you. You […]