I couldn't have done a better job of falling apart, but that's alright I fell with the grace of dirt the trees bent red around me and I should write the folks more ofter than I do, but I don't and like a bottle spun loose on the concrete I crawl. I spin my bottle down the tracks. It splits in half, exactly. I fall down on the pavement. The trees bend down around me. I take the subway back downtown, collect the papers we drew on, address the envelope to Mom.
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