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[xxxsickgrrlxxx]

There's a saltwater film on the jar of your ashes
I threw them to sea, but a gust blew them backwards
and the sting in my eyes that you then inflicted was
par for the course just as when you were living

It's no stretch to say you were not quite a father

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[lucyjupiter]

Goofy aunts and moms make things go pretty well. My feet are ticklish too. It's four in the morning, and I still have Milton to read. I love your curly hair. : )

[xxxsickgrrlxxx]

You know I still have a piece of duct tape on one of my binders that you gave me during my senior year. And the piece of material from your gym pants that you tied to my sneaker shoelace. When this semester is over we should get together.