If only everyone could successfully fake their own death,just like Sherlock does in “The Reichenbach Fall,”we wouldn’t have to worry about dying. The pavement would be splattered with fake Halloween blood,& your tears would mirror my tears of poorly-timed laughter. If only I hadn’t watched Requiem for a Dream—the seedy drug underbelly filling my mind—ifContinue reading “Reichenbach Fall”
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Dear Jude
I miss your cleaning. I miss hearing you trot out arpeggios in the middle of the night on the piano, when you can’t seem to grasp reality. I miss your cooking. I miss the sound of your voice, even when you’re angry. I miss the looks you shared with Willem; I miss you looking atContinue reading “Dear Jude”
