Wednesday, February 3, 2016


It was so easy, severing that final tie. The moment was practically nondramatic, in fact.

The long list of hateful words, heavy nights, and bitter tears had long passed by then. 

A name was written on a xeroxed line, an ending like a dying sneeze (less meaningful perhaps), a beginning as unremarkable as waking with a yawn. What more could it be than this?

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