electrofied February 17, 2011
“It’s hard not to cry when I think of Thompson Road in the passenger seat of that car you stole, and your hand rolled cigarettes with their ashes floating out the window. I was electrified, I was terrified, I was young, and that lonely highway didn’t mind. You were blue-eyed and lovedrunk. I was fascinated. I was wide-eyed and willing. I was whole and now I’m wilting; but I’m still fascinated. I’m still wide-eyed, I’m still reeling. I’m still pulling at what pleated pieces of you I’ve got left in the bottom of my pockets.”
I’m Reaching January 23, 2011
“You held up your hand, curled your fingers in, and said,
‘This is how big your heart is, as big as a fist.’
I held up my hand, closed it over yours, and said,
‘No. My heart will always be bigger than your fist.'”