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Day three back home. I’ve been good. I’ve been resisting drunken intentions, and staying home. I’ve agreed to meet with Honzik. No, I told him I wanted to meet. I don’t like things ending with an SMS I don’t remember writing and deleting. I’m naively hoping he’s not as uncaring. That maybe he’ll not grin […]

But sir, I want to, have cheeks sag, joints tighten and memory lag, grow stiffer, bitter and air it out as I will. I’d like to age, and have them age with me, to grow inside of me through and through down Aire against their will, we will.

Past the feeling, into the grind, into the grass, past the past to not rewind.

Forget before you reconnect before you forget.

One-word lines. One-line highs.

Fair sisters, they dragged you down with that scraping sound.

Said she’d stay, never try leave again. Said she’d live, not give up, she’d say.

I interviewed him back then, when I lived with my parents and had nothing more but my mind to my own.  It was a garage band that sounded much like all the other garage bands, but it was rock’n’roll, and I was 23. I can’t find the video to reassess its shortcoming and naivites. I […]

The shine with its sheen, the sway with its swing, your screams and the seams.