Late night Bova’s trips. Scratching lottery tickets with Anthony. Haavahd. TT Bear’s. Thrifting. Making healthy treats. SPORTS. Dan the Man. Mason Jars. Emperor Warlock. Sick grill seshs to kick off the summer. UNH and Delta Delta Delta. Giacomo’s. Mike’s vs. Modern. Marc. Sweet tea with mint chocolate chip ice cream. Golden Bear. Riding on the back deck to the outer harbor. Silent Rs. Green shields to red shields. Monica’s. Chef Ramsey. Frick and Frack. Would you just look at it. Hmmm…weird. Red Sox games. Ben & Jerry’s/serious problems. FWBs. Joekin. This is a one night stand ‘cause I’m not your man, I’m not your man. Walking through the Common. Westerbeke and life rafts/amazing field trips with BM1 Wyman. Hanover Street. Mija. The Terry. Limoncello. Tiramisu. Cannolis. BBE. Bowl Cut Baby. Spectacle Island. Sleeping on the couches on the rec deck. Brilly and Brerry. Interactive movies. Poston screaming obscenities. Good morning sunshines. Bunghole shirts. I have to write in my journal. Going to mass to become holy beings of God. Tori. Obey Me. Hatch Shell. Red line. Green line. Weekend farmer’s market. Starboard section. Are you ok?. Salem. Andre. The M&M lottery. Flowers, free food, and drinks on Grandpa Anthony. Attempts to sing karaoke. Rich and Coast Guard. Tameron. Double D’s. Newbury Street. The Creep. Mooring up to get J. Pace for lunch. The amazing StaBo Crew. Feeling like a true adult for the first time. Six weeks of glory. Six weeks of fun. Six weeks of independence. Boston, it’s been real. It’s been fun. It’s been real fun. On to the next.
I am not a graceful person. I am not a Sunday morning or Friday sunset. I am a Tuesday 2 am, gunshots muffled by a few city blocks, I am a broken window during February. My bones crack on a nightly basis. I fall from elegance with a dull thud, and I apologize for my awkward sadness. I sometimes believe that I don't belong around people, that I belong to all the leap days that didn't happen. The way light and darkness mix under my skin has become a storm. You don't see the lightning, but you hear the echoes.
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