“but right now we are alive. and in this moment, i swear… we. are. infinite.”

My mind played hopscotch. My brother… football… Brad… Dave and his girlfriend in my room… the coats… the cold… the winter… “

Autumn Leaves

“… don’t tell anyone… you pervert… Sam and Craig… Sam… Christmas… typewriter… gift… Aunt Helen… and the trees kept moving… they just wouldn’t stop moving…

so I laid down and made a snow angel.
The policemen found me pale blue and asleep.

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