For we die every day; oblivion thrives
Not on dry thighbones but on blood-ripe lives,
And our best yesterdays are now foul piles
Of crumpled names, phone numbers and foxed files.
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Monday, March 26, 2012
why didnt we have any children? we had a child. she died.
hazel. hazel hazel hazel.
they showed me her picture. i spit in their faces.