novembre

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all those words she can't afford to say

and i want your flowers like
babies want god's love or
maybe as sure as tomorrow will come

the studio has exceptionally tall ceilings. thoughts seem to echo high and wide around your head. you are thinking about a person you knew who is gone now, how sad it is for his dear friends and family. you remember hanging out with him and thinking to yourself "i want that boy to be my friend" immediately. this memory richochets around the room and you feel tiny and selfish. you have been printmaking all night. tree branches are reaching over and scratching storm windows. the heater is hissing, clicking, and shutting down for the day breaking.

via hermex:
For all the kind people who want to know what they can do, Joe's mom has set up a little fund at Edgewood, in Joe's memory. Edgewood is the group home on Vicente where Joe was a counselor and friend to at-risk kids for many years.

So you can send a check 'for Joe Flanagan' to:

Edgewood Center for Children and Families
1801 Vicente Street
San Francisco, CA 94116
Attn: Development

5:45 am - 02.21.05

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