oneirology

I remember the back of my uncle’s head.  The smell of the cigarette he smokes, wafting through the window.  His red neck in the driver’s seat my knees brushed up against the back.  Going somewhere, as a family. I am starting to make promises to God and placing strange things that I find upon the …

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Butterflies

There are butterflies everywhere when I wake up today. In bed, I sit and watch them swim inside the air outside my window.  I have never seen so many.  They are flying by in droves.  Thank god for butterflies. I lost my uncle not too long ago.  He went the same way that my cousin …

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