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It's been quite some time since I've seen my father. He rests like the mask of a retired luchador; a soft, withering hero's costume of my childhood. I know I don't talk about him much; it's not like you ever ask what he was like anyway. My uncles and aunts who used to shine like diamonds when talking about him, have corroded over time; stuck in the dying art of living. I used to be superstitious you know. Each time I visited the cemetery I'd make **** sure I wouldn't walk over his grave. I can still remember the expression his face would make when he got angry with me. I feel that demon seethe within when I don't get my way. And I never, ever get my way. So what gives? Pay a visit, let my words rise and fall in the afternoon air; Feel the hopelessness of communication; each word a petal that's been torn off with no regard and roughly placed on a half-assed craft. At least there is a consistent mood I can depend on; where every question remains unanswered; a predicable outcome; always a safe bet.
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Apr 27, 2016
Apr 27, 2016 at 2:46 AM UTC
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It's been quite some time since I've seen my father. He rests like the mask of a retired luchador; a soft, withering hero's costume of my childhood. I know I don't talk about him much; it's not like you ever ask what he was like anyway. My uncles and aunts who used to shine like diamonds when talking about him, have corroded over time; stuck in the dying art of living. I used to be superstitious you know. Each time I visited the cemetery I'd make **** sure I wouldn't walk over his grave. I can still remember the expression his face would make when he got angry with me. I feel that demon seethe within when I don't get my way. And I never, ever get my way. So what gives? Pay a visit, let my words rise and fall in the afternoon air; Feel the hopelessness of communication; each word a petal that's been torn off with no regard and roughly placed on a half-assed craft. At least there is a consistent mood I can depend on; where every question remains unanswered; a predicable outcome; always a safe bet.
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Apr 27, 2016
Apr 27, 2016 at 2:46 AM UTC
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