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Saturday, January 23, 2010

Can I be Frank?

Or Mary, or Jane? Or Maryjane?

Anyone but now or here or how.

I don't like sorrow. And it's all I know, and there is no reason really.

Even from the ancient days when I was very young the world made me ache.

Simplicity is my own tragedy. A full moon. A stark bird. A winter sunset. Sorrow in my bones.

Perhaps I am a piece of it and not supposed to be a person at all.

Maybe I'm just missing.

Can I be the leaves and the sun and the moon and the laughing and the squeaking swings?

Can I be many? I don't like one.

9 screams:

Tricia J. O'Brien said...

Can I be you?
This is brilliant.

Tabitha Bird said...

Unreal. Suzanne, you get me every time.

Jonathon Arntson said...

Fantastic.

I think the answer is: you have no choice, of course you may.

glnroz said...

but, young lady,, you are..

Katie McCoach said...

the first couple sentences really drew me in!

Elizabeth said...

Oh, my God. I love this blog. Just found you.

Timoteo said...

Seems we've both noticed the same thing...that it's so strange to be a person.

Tom Atkins said...

Somehow, this one resonated even more than normal. Something about the line "Maybe I'm just missing."

Too true sometimes.

kanishk said...

This is brilliant.

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