i want to talk about the weather
1:23 PMI don't want to talk about Palestine and religion and my stupid decisions anymore.
I want to talk about mountains and kit-kats and road trips.
And perhaps this is terribly naive of me but I'm alright with that because, then again, I am naive. And I have few precious months until naivety will be one more luxury I can't afford.
And every sabbath one more throws away their naivety and soon enough it'll just be he and I and her and she and are you going to let me drop every twist my mind takes on you or will I have to send those thoughts to Liberia and Japan, crossing my fingers they still have time for me? Because those are the boys that answered all my questions, even if they had no idea how to handle tears.
But I'd rather you know how to hold my words than wipe my tears.
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ReplyDeleteK I keep trying to comment on this damn post and apparently your blog hates me (sorry for the language). Like I have literally tried six times in the last week and a half.
ReplyDeleteWhat I wanted to say was I love this post. The first line. The last line. But especially "And every sabbath one more throws away their naivety and soon enough it'll just be he and I and her and she..."
I read all of your posts from the beginning last week and I love to see how your writing has evolved so quickly from the beginning of the summer. The other kids in creative writing won't be ready for you. I assume you signed up for that class. If not, Nelson should find a way to fit you in. Although I'm okay now, and I kind of have a vision in mind, I had no freaking idea what I was doing at the beginning of his class. And here you are, already with a voice and a fresh point of view. I wish I would have known this side of you all the years when we played tennis together. Also, good luck Monday.