she
carefully
copied
the
chinese
characters
she
was
a
good
student

there
was
something
working
against
her
powers
something
weighing
her
down

I
love
the
way
the
road
looks
after
the
rains
when
the
hot
sun
comes
out

I
dreamt
of
homes
I'd
never
lived
in
rooms
I
couldn't
get
out
of

I
used
to
sneak
out
my
bedroom
window
and
walk
around
town
all
night

it's
like
that
lonely
scene
in
that
movie
I
love
I
felt
like
leaving

I
want
to
lay
on
his
chest
my
head
and
hear
his
heart
and
smell
his
skin

riding
on
the
diamond
waves
little
darlin'
one
warm
wind
caress
her

-dreamboat annie

my
daughter
stopped
and
said
the
sky's
always
blue
except
for
when
it's
not

the
girl
sighed
a
disgusted
sigh
and
I
thought
I
used
to
feel
like
that
too

I
look
just
exactly
the
way
I
felt
when
I
was
fourteen
years
old

one
of
my
favorite
activities
is
watching
him
trim
his
whiskers

she
was
slippery
that
ol'
black
eyes
she
was
there
and
then
she
was
not

fred
neil
sang
to
us
I
saw
the
desert
the
wine
stars
touching
your
neck

I
just
had
the
most
worst
dream
I
woke
up
thanking
god
I
still
had
you

ol'
black
eyes
moved
slowly
there
was
no
rush
she'd
wait
all
day
for
a
kill

we
talked
about
art
poetry
god
while
I
imagined
riding
his
cock

if
you
want
to
find
god
I
said
listen
to
the
river
roll
by

there
was
a
house
I
lived
in
when
I
was
fifteen
I
keep
thinking
of

I'm
sick
and
feeling
all
the
feelings
I
feel
sentimental
and
scared

will
you
kiss
me
the
way
you
did
the
first
time
you
had
the
bluest
eyes

I
love
him
in
that
striped
t-shirt
he
bought
in
spain
it
reminds
me
of
him

i
just
dreamt
danny
trejo
was
in
my
kitchen
making
eggs
for
me

i'm
sure
of
you
i'm
sure
of
our
home
i'm
certain
of
my
heart
my
love

my
daughter
writes
poems
and
they
all
begin
with
roses
are
red

our
street
which
is
never
quiet
was
quiet
tonight
very
quiet

for
a
time
i
used
only
candles
for
light
drank
cheap
wine
in
my
dark

my
mother
said
after
the
county
fair
she'd
claw
that
woman's
eyes
out

the
spider
crawled
across
the
ceiling
finding
a
new
home
as
we
watched

the

crocus 

and 

bloodroot 

were
blooming 

i 

wore 

a 

worn 

out 

harley 

t-shirt 

i
ached
that
so
tender
kiss
he
gave
me
under
the
street
lamp
moon
light

they
were
all
taking
epic
stills
of
the
sky
but
i
kept
mine
in
my
heart

forever
seemed
warm
and
bright
and
long
but
the
days
were
dark
and
all
alone

he
has
the
face
of
a
goddamned
angel
you'd
trust
him
to
rip
your
heart
out

i
sat
reading
and
my
child
put
her
small
hand
around
my
fore
finger

darling
go
pick
the
dandelions
swing
on
the
swing
let
the
air
feel
you

she's
not
your
gypsy
she
belongs
to
the
land
the
air
the
trees
she's
not
here

my
daughter
asked
why
and
i
said
i
don't
make
the
rules
i
just
break
them

if
it
troubles
us
it
must
be
that
we
find
the
trouble
in
ourselves

-east of eden

granny
calls
me
baby
and
sugar
and
sweetie
and
i
rather
like
it

i
remember
the
way
the
dust
smelled
how
the
hillside
called
me
to
it

the
ides
of
march
blew
the
winds
in
like
a
lion
with
the
rains
the
lamb
waits

twilight
comes
and
i
feel
nostalgic
my
stomach
harbors
butterflies

it's
so
quiet
and
still
we
could
hear
the
horns
honking
the
crows
cawing

he
didn't
discover
the
world
and
its
people
he
created
them

- east of eden

it
seemed
as
if
the
montucky
cold
snack
was
made
just
for
him
my
king

i
needed
a
hero
'cause
being
a
heroine
no
one
else
quite
compared

i
would
say
he's
my
one
true
love
the
man
i've
loved
more
than
all
the
rest

it
was
a
sad
old
story
of
awkward
impulses
and
misunderstood
looks

the
room
was
dark
and
very
cold
i
couldn't
squeeze
his
hand
hard
enough

she
pushed
the
ashes
off
the
joint
with
a
blade
of
grass
the
sun
browned
her
skin

babes
i
don't
know
what
to
say
i
said
he
said
just
say
you
love
me

i
waited
by
the
window
i
watched
all
the
people
hoping
they'd
be
him

she's
very
very
if
you
know
what
i
mean
like
the
wild
winds
a
constant
rain

i
let
the
led
zeppelin
play
the
air
was
so
fresh
i
took
the
long
way

his
laugh
is
infectious
he
looked
quite
good
it
was
so
nice
to
see
him

the
old
man
walked
his
dog
the
old
woman
stroked
her
cat
serious
times

the
sun
shone
on
their
face
the
wind
blew
through
their
hair
they
felt
like
blades
of
grass

dandelion
tiny
harbinger
of
spring
i
adore
you
i
do

i
don't
mind
the
ghosts
i
told
him
i
welcome
them
like
i
would
my
friends

she
said
the
land
eats
my
heart
alive
i
feel
those
high
plains
in
my
skin

she 

sang 

angel 

of 

the 

morning 

as 

passionately 

as 

Juice 

might've  

her
legs
were
tired
her
back
was
sore
she'd
been
holding
the
baby
too
long

that
scene
in
sideways
where
he
drinks
wine
at
a
burger
joint
so
romantic

you
and
i
should've
been
king
and
queen
of
a
high
land
and
a
low
sea

i
said
have
a
fun
day
daughter
and
she
said
you
too
mom
have
a
fun
day

we
don't
kiss
like
lovers
anymore
we
kiss
like
robots
with
big
hearts

you
can't
get
me
down
the
sun's
shinin'
the
birds
are
singin'
i'm
livin'

i'd
known
her
for
twenty
years
when
she
left
i
didn't
know
her
anymore

the
ronettes
played
and
they
sounded
so
passionate
he
grasped
my
hand
then

the
weather
worn
man
selling
street
roots
today
with
his
quiet
loud
eyes

and
just
when
i
thought
you
couldn't
hate
me
any
more
you
loved
me

we
said
our
kids
were
growing
too
fast
we
couldn't
wait
for
them
to
grow
up

to
pass
the
idle
time
i
think
of
my
husband
with
his
legs
crossed

i
dreamt
my
love
made
you
a
puppy
in
my
hands
it
was
just
a
dream

the
grimoire
was
a
story
of
her
life
she'd
learned
her
spells
the
hard
way

i
asked
him
to
come
back
in
the
room
just
so
i
could
admire
his
body

he
deglazed
the
pan
with
red
wine
and
i
wished
i
could
marry
him
again

i
read
Thérèse
Raquin
by
the
fire
it
seemed
right
with
that
winter
night

the
sharp
sting
of
winter
sun
made
my
heart
long
and
my
eyes
bright
with
tears

we
swelled
at
the
slow
lusty
sounds
of
sweet
emotion
and
tnt

give
me
a
ticket
for
an
aero
plane
ain't
got
time
to
take
a
fast
train

-the box tops

the
moss
has
grown
'round
my
ankles
the
trees
have
their
branches
about
me

i
feel
sublime
and
beat
down
all
at
once
the
blue
grey
skies
know
me
well

she
was
reading
the
ethical
slut
she
hadn't
been
honest
with
him

the
flowers
tell
me
that
spring
is
coming
but
i'm
highly
skeptical

i
miss
your
tattoos
i'm
wearing
your
t-shirt
i
feel
you
in
my
nipples

you
were
always
on
my
mind
was
on
my
mind
and
i'd
tears
in
my
eyes

karaoke
filled
the
room
her
cheeks
were
flush
and
warm
with
lust
the
moon
waxed

they
call
her
ol'
black
eyes
and
that's
all
I'm
gonna
say
'bout
that
right
now

she
wrote
him
a
letter
that
said
she
couldn't
live
without
him
no
more

say
good
bye
and
hang
up
love
before
i
say
something
mean
and
resent
you

you
can't
be
here
so
I'll
let
the
wind
whisper
the
sweet
nothings
tonight

i
imagined
a
cave
of
diamonds
silver
gold
shining
through
the
walls

oh
baby
baby
it's
a
wild
world
I'm
glad
I
have
you
to
hold
me

i
just
keep
going
back
to
that
high
desert
the
tumbleweeds
the
blue
moons

remember
Marfa
hon'
that
pasta
was
not
worth
ninety
dollars

the
chemex
had
been
washed
and
left
to
dry
reminding
me
he
had
gone

i
miss
the
tumbleweeds
of
my
youth
these
doug
firs
just
don't
do
it
for
me

i
was
awake
in
the
bedroom
hoping
he
would
come
in
but
he
didn't