mourn: Sept. 11, 2002 (6:48 pm)

i can't see him anymore, the way his mouth gapes open and how he rests his chin his hand. i don't feel him in me anymore, the way my backpack pulls my shoulders back and how i eat. i just repeat the name over and over and hope that all is not lost.

he is off being wonderful elsewhere.

(and i can't read about salem without thinking of you. it shouldn't be that way anymore.)

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