It didn't take
long for me to...
Somewhere between scrambled eggs
and silent conversation...
I never paid much attention to what the sun
would feel like- if you were captured away...
I probably shouldn't say this
You probably shouldn't even know...
Time has chased the brightness
of partially lit avenues...
There could have been
fireworks beside those...
In February,
there is tenderness in the air...
You said that when my
pen breaks, and I am left with...
While we rest in peace
after spending myself I had earned this trip...
It is fear,
fear of not being able to look at you...
June 27th 2013
Entry one...
There's an instrument in my closet that I can't...
Lord knows I can't sing a tune, but the minute you...