with my brother I see pictures of our child dreams, those crushed and those unfrozen. To have another set of eyes on the edges of the past is to feel unalone, undone, unattached to the movie, and the dark theatre, and the players, their dreaded lines and curtains. No one without popcorn, or mourning, or the great gift of the exit.
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ReplyDeletewith my brother I see pictures of our child dreams, those crushed and those unfrozen. To have another set of eyes on the edges of the past is to feel unalone, undone, unattached to the movie, and the dark theatre, and the players, their dreaded lines and curtains. No one without popcorn, or mourning, or the great gift of the exit.
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