Oh, I bet I already love you. Today, I drove a red car right into my new life. The world was incandescent. The grass whispered green, green, nothing. Perhaps the sun was setting. The trees were still in glory, sighing the beauty of everything. Oh,
all I could think of was yesterday,
when you didn’t even try to take a picture of the rolling hills, bruised sky, or thumbnail moon because yesterday was not a thing to be captured. It was a time to be experienced, just a time to be believed.
Kid; and yet,
and yet
we doubt everything, don’t we? We’re tired of everything, aren’t we? All our goodness is happening and becoming
and still
and still. I try to outsmart fate. I try to make things right by telling lies. I sold more lies of omission than the government. I try to control the story. Kid, I don’t know how it happened. I told one too many lies once and was almost married. It was a slow and murky year with ginger highlights. I woke up in the middle of a…
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