2016 the snow is piled up on the tips of the tree branches mounded on cars blown down my neck and through the sky
i know it didn't snow seven years ago but i can't remember the weather of every anniversary
2013 just a dusting on the grass and on my braided hair red plaid tunic i have selfies and pictures of the dog my legs covered in red plaid wounds
today would have been three years clean
2011 windwhipped trees black walnuts naked it rains all month and never seems to stop
2010 dress me up take me out fall back in love with life but my past is starting to bleed
i just can't remember the weather i just remember the date
things get burned into our minds so we can never see them the same way again we remember moments and faces that don't even matter they just stick in our memories
it's november 21st again
2009 we're all afraid of dying and we're all afraid of changing terrified of growing up
i don't know why it scarred me why it changed my family but maybe i need to stop asking why and just move on
it's november 21st again and i'm not saying anything about it