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Dirge for Georgia1.Dirge for Georgia
After the fact, I want to say it washes over. But really, I remember the words, every one. I'm sorry, she says. I can't do this anymore. "I'm sorry," she says, "I don't love you anymore."
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She stepped onto the bus with frozen hair, out of breath from running to catch up. I don't think I knew it at the time, but her name was Georgia. Georgia like the peach.
3. The thing I miss most about Georgia is the way she would waltz with herself in the rain in august, with perfect one-two-three, one-two-three,
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NovemberNovember. It's raining big cold drops that run down my numb face.November
My fingers ache because it's damp and they can't cope.
Maybe if we had kissed, everything would be fine.
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Sonnet ISonnet I. I fear, my friend, awake I do not find My self, for it, I think, is still in bed, And, giving berth, the oaf stands clear my mind Allowing ‘scape from his dark cell, my head.Sonnet I
I saw, my friend, a girl in front of me Of figure far beyond compare today, Whose azure eyes began to sing to me, As lips joined them to make the light of day.
Her mouth parts now (I fear I may still dream) And lips kiss tongue to outward pour my name. “My sweetest Jonathan!” to all she beamed. She sweeps her feet to mine to make her claim.
But this, this name, my
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Tomorrow and Tomorrow 2.0 There was glass. Thousands of pieces of glass, glittering orange with sun and red with wine so I could see all of them on the floor. Everything was silent like fog is silent except for the dull thud of my left shoe stepping over the entrance to his bedroom. His girlfriend was sitting on his bed. Beth. She didn’t look at me when I came in, didn’t look at anything. Just stared ahead because if she turned, if the room moved, then it was real and pain and tears and she didn’t have any left. I sit on the bed, trying to tell my tongue and throat to say something because I don’t haveTomorrow and Tomorrow 2.0
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