memories
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Suffice You
I will pull the sun from the sky for a rainy day if that is your desire. I will be a stool to rest your feet upon if ever they are tired. I will be the cure to your infection, the bandage to your wounds. I will be the gauze to your bleeding cuts and your…
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To My Late Hero, The Original Rockstar
I marvelled at the man on the screen. A man who, somehow, had the very same eyes as my grandfather, my father, and myself. I could not believe, and cannot emphasize enough, how strange it was to discover that my one true hero looked precisely like he could have walked me down the aisle at…
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The Epilogue of the Kid
It was like every individual cell in my body was dancing, alive, and renewed. The inner monologue that constantly tried to convince me I was acting strange, that I had said something weird, was silenced in a heartbeat. Replacing it was the self-assuredness of a God. The sharp and sure sensation that I was precisely…
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You Turned Yourself Into An Effigy In Order For Me To Love You
The lights of a kitchen that rests in a period of unchanging time turn on, and a blurred figure is panicked. An adhesive. Something to put you back together. Something to put our love back together again. Drawers fly open. Objects fall onto a dusty floor. A roll of tape, elastic bands, paperclips, cutlery, garbage.…
