
Open letter to a lost friend: Six Dollars and a Deadly Secret
I had known you for twenty years, but in ten months, I learned I didn’t know you at all.
by Pennie | Jun 28, 2015 | Dead, Family and Friends
I had known you for twenty years, but in ten months, I learned I didn’t know you at all.
What are you still doing there? All the others are gone, because, by now, by midwinter, the leaves fall, every last leaf.
Expect you.
It's confusing, you know?
I thought you were a finch, a sparrow.
I watched for the tail to fan, maybe a ruffle of
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