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Jan 28
I rode my bike right into the man I loved
but I opened my eyes and all I saw was green falling down

I was eating an orange at the bus stop and my best friend said he wanted to live more dangerously
living in a car…
living in a car…
I leaned back against a trash can
candy store across the road
very cheap candy
yes but living in a car is ******* I said

we went home to his parents nice-looking house
and put a movie on
I opened my eyes and saw us holding each other's bodys
I looked at his face but only saw the face of my eighteen year old nephew
in the morning I walked down to the road
and saw the ocean lay like a cooling blue ribbon above the burning ground

I rode my bike right into a man
Mister
hello, Mister
did you get yourself hurt
excuse me
Mister, I am very sorry
hello, are you alright?
Mister, is there someone I can call?

I rode my bike right into a man I had loved
so I took his hand and said, can we not just be friends now?  
and then he looked happy

I was riding the bus and my best friend called and said he had dreamt of killing me in the bathroom of a church
the road was icy  
I was feeling very nauseous
I was making a birthday card with some paper
yes but
when are you coming home again  

I rode my bike into a man again
Mister?
hello, Mister
I am terribly sorry
can you hear me?
yes, Mister, hello
hi, oh I am truly very sorry and I know this might not be the best time
but I have been missing you a lot
- and I need you to take me back!
Blanche Wittman
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