Tuesday, March 4, 2008

And Know That it Would Do Me Good to Hear From you: An Account of Separation Before it Occurs

I hope I can say my last words to you, "Safe travels," while they're exactly what I mean. And I hope I won't try to fit anything else into them, with a cock of my head, or the smile that makes you slap me. I don't know what I'd do, if you didn't arrive.

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