March 4th, The Only Day That Is

Isn't It Also That On Some Fundamental Level We Find It Difficult To Understand That Other People Are Human Beings In The Same Way That We Are? We Idealize Them As Gods Or Dismiss Them As Animals.

The Dead Are Visible Only In The Terrible Lidless Eye Of Memory.

Grief Does Not Change You, Hazel. It Reveals You.

But There Was Nothing I Could Do To Dim The Supernovae Exploding Inside My Brain, An Endless Chain Of Intra Cranial Firecrackers

You May Choose Your Song, But Know This: Tiny. Cooper. Hates. Over. The. Rainbow.