novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- winter has broken and the sea has slipped out later this evening i will be in ventura where i will wrestle with two black labs the size of small ponies, play pinball and scratch on the pool table, tease my dad, make my dear venturan ex-boyfriend show me his art, walk on the pier with best friends and their son, drink cocktails with my mother, hold my grandmother's shaking hand at the interim hospital, where she is again, where she's been slipping away like sand, like the sandy beaches of my salty little hometown. please come over, i'll be waiting for you. 5:13 am - 12.22.05 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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