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Month: March 2019

Dear Dad,

Dear Dad,

i was standing

in the kitchen

just a minute ago

putting dishes away

and the thought of you

drops out of my eyes

it’s been 26 years

why does it still hurt

i say out loud

as if you were there

in the kitchen

with me

and silently i answer

‘cause out of all the worsts

it was the worst thing

i’ve been on edge

lately

i get this way

around this time

of year

you know

i wish i could go sit in the sand

and stare out into the ocean

there’s something about the sea

that’s soothing

like all the tears are in one place

shimmering in the sun

and pathless by the moon

i roll away

TL