Day 23 – The Dogfather
You cried at my wedding and loved our children. A division grew, and I don’t know if it was your fear of my judgment or just inevitable distance when things change
Day 22 – Hannah
I worried, because you drank. You introduced me to D, when I still looked good in a skirt. If I saw you tomorrow, it would be as easy as it always was.
Day 20 – Calie
Happy Belated. Great friend, separated as we are by a vast country, know your wisdom and encouragement always touch me. We drink too much, smoke too much, and laugh too hard.
Day 19 – Willow
Old roommate, scarred, scared, victim and victimizer. You never bathed, and were certifiable. I think you attacked Derek. I still don’t understand why you hated me. Suicidal, silly, writer, now what?
Day 18 – M. Grandchamp
I wounded you, trounced on your feelings and you ignored my apologies. I respect your silence. Mom stopped asking about you years ago. I think she knew how shitty I was.
Day 17 – Steven F.
My crush lasted years. It was hard when you said “friend.” When I left for Orlando, we had that conversation about the past and the future. I still wonder, are you gay?
Day 16 – Soozin
You let me get away with so much, and forgave me for everything. I still owe you a phonecall. True caretaker of the world, I’ve always looked up to you, Bookend.
Day 12 – Spider
Beautiful, dangerous, primal, strong enough to dominate me. Do you know why I didn’t choose you? When you gave me my Valentine’s Day card, I saw someone else’s name scratched out.
Day 11 – Pat
Birthmother, wise eyes, sweet smelling office, you guided me down the path, and let me find my own way. You told me I’m not alone. I think I finally believe you.
Day 10 – Sappy – Darryl Cooper
You bought me a copper flower that smelled like roses. I realized, many years later that it wasn’t you that broke my heart, it was me. I hope you married her. **Note** I’m going to get a little ahead here so that I can spend my weekend on my own writing**
Day 8 – Lezlie Laws
Brilliant, loud, enthusiastic, warm, a gifted professor. You inspired me to become a fearless writer. Besides David, were the only one who liked my shaved head. And you gave me gold.
What day is this? – Lex
No one understands us, for we are so different. But you possess forgiveness in quantities not known on this earth. You’re amazing. Although, I agree, I think you are adopted. Hehehehe
Day 4 – Big D – My little brother
I know less of you than I should. You make me laugh until I pee my pants and smile until my face hurts. And you make all curse words fun.
Day 3 – N
The child I gave away, full of life, wonder, and the same darkness that plagues me. You danced beneath my heart. I know I made the right decision. I love you.
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