Sunday, August 25, 2013

The Beginning

Writing words in the sky on a University campus, tomorrow from 11 to 3.

We're ready for the band-aids to be ripped off, exposing tender flesh to strangers, yet again; to bleed tears, and yearn daily for mortal rest.

It'll be fine.
We'll be fine.
Everything is going to be fine.

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