i drop sarah
off at s hool, say
c you later. at home 

i say hi
to nonna twi e. c she
is not very happy

with us. i know 
when she laughs
and doesn't look
at me. her hair

recently permed, her
love helplessly 
permanent. even
when she hates
you for being messy. for

smoking weed
and killing yourself. she 
won't c it any other
way. the doctor

told her 
it was marijuana
that killed georgie.
so out 

the kitchen window
i smoke. sad, 
we were buds, too.

02/16/2008
Posted on 02/16/2008
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