Indifference can make you feel small, it can render you invisible, as you question the tender essence of yourself and the preservation of what used to be your young and wild spirit.
Lines from a non-existent novel: 2
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30 years on
you were then, the age i am now–
i think about this in the dark and
scoop your image from my memory–
your young children will be grown,
your hair, fully silver–
of course when i meet you in my dream later that night,
we are as we were–
and i am desired once again
Blue things lately
afternoon winter skies
atlas jars
small aquamarine on a silver chain
a plastic bottlecap in the woods
and the memory of your tender blue eyes
Friends
she was different then,
and he was different when
they were friends
i wonder
the years roll on,
one in front of the other,
and i wonder
if you still smoke those short cigarettes
and close your eyes gently with the first hit of dark spanish tobacco,
if you paint at an open sea-facing window,
if you drink your coffee sweet and midnight black,
if you ever,
do you ever,
let yourself remember…
What if
what if we looked at one another with peace
and with friendship
and with gratitude
and with empathy
and with kindness
what would the world look like then?
Who I am
with them,
i remember who i am
