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December 30th, 2008

dry @ 12:31 pm

growing up in indiana
i shared many things with my mother

asthma
hating my father
feeling trapped
deep pains that couldn't be expressed

and dry hands in the winter

many of these things i've left behind
-- we're all working on it
doing the best we can, really

many of these things i've forgotten. . .

this trip has reminded me of many things
and this is the first time i've been HERE (indiana) in 10 years for a Winter time period. . .
i've only been here a week
and in that time
the backs of my hands became red, rough
last night
i felt a tear
and my knuckle was bleeding
seeping through the deep dry cracks of my hand

i'm so happy i don't have to be here any more.
 
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