my lifelong best friend

who had disappeared for a year

invited me over:

bring your own swimsuit.

i hugged him and burst into.

he wasn't any different.

i was

and it was bleeding all over me;

like the 80+ pounds i'm down

like the village i've started running

like the sea when it realizes it doesn't have to crash down every time.

yet we didn't hang onto

our past and eat out of it

like you do when there's nothing

else to laugh about.

we moved forward together-

my hand on his back,

his eyes admiring the new tattoos.

2003-08-31, 2:57 a.m.
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