Late

night after night, I
turn to the window,
my eyes trained
to the earth's curvature,
for one star, out there

sometimes I give in
and flicken the lamp
which in blinking,
sticky as starlight,
is trembling to on

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Rolling with the Homies

Woke up to At's text telling me that he was going off Twitter as someone had doxxed him.  He sent me an eerie screenshot of an exchange where the guy mentions us all by name.

I think I win some kind of award for what I texted At back:





And you know what? All jokes aside, I AM really proud of this kid.

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Haven't been writing as much as I should be...

But so much THIS.

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We Love the 80s

At first the birthday party was all


Then this happened

 

I'm so glad Big A got back from a week-long conference in Indy
so I could show up to L's party on time.


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Projections

Today: Big A comes home form a week of conferencing.

Next Week: At comes home from college for the summer

Next Month: My mom comes for the rest of the summer.

Basically, I love summer.

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These Kids

Carrying on

I didn't know how I would begin to carry on. I was doing every thing I needed to at work: completing courses, attending a dozen end-of-the year award ceremonies and banquets, grading, supporting and loving my students, writing letters of recommendation... but I'd come home and collapse in the library, curling up on the chair and falling asleep until everyone had gone to bed and sitting in silence between 11 pm and 4 am sometimes doing work, sometimes just going down the rabbit hole of rape.

But graduation happened and At's 19th birthday happened and suddenly summer seems to have happened. And I'm going to try and retrospectively recreate some days from memory and photographs. And carry on by fighting in all the places, spaces, and conversations I can.

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