I miss that heat!
That warmth!
When I did dissolve.
When like a liquid once.

Our fathers fought for Liberty,
They struggled long and well,
History of their deeds can tell—
But did they leave us free?

Are we free from vanity,
Free from pride, and free from self,
Free from love of power and pelf,
From everything that's beggarly?

Are we free from stubborn will,
From low hate and malice small,
From opinion's tyrant thrall?
Are none of us our own slaves still?

Are we free to speak our thought,
To be happy, and be poor,
Free to enter Heaven's door,
To live and labor as we ought?

Are we then made free at last
From the fear of what men say,
Free to reverence today,
Free from the slavery of the Past?

Our fathers fought for liberty,
They struggled long and well,
History of their deeds can tell—
But ourselves must set us free.

James Russell Lowell  (1819-1891)

i tried so hard
please forgive me mom
im sorry

im
so
so
sorry

happiness
to me
was her laugh
spilling into my lap
like sunlight --
warm.
and mine,
before i i knew
i needed it,
needed her.

In her eyes, he saw the sea,
A mighty ocean staring back.
When she told him she wanted to leave,
He could feel his heart crack.
When she said that it was over,
Felt like he was swimming underwater.
He thought he would drown,
All this pain, hidden behind a frown,
As he sank deeper down.
In his eyes, she saw defeat,
Not to mention all the pain.
When she told him she wanted to leave,
She ignored the rain.
When she said that it was over,
She took the first step out of the water.
She wasn’t going to drown,
She was tired of sinking down,
Even if she had to make him frown.
No amount of therapy,
Could save them from the raging sea…

Trying to tease out the pangram
from BLNFIOE
before I can begin my day

what could it be?

bellefino - an Italian sherry

lifebone - don't we all need a lifebone

fonebill - alternate spelling

bonefill - an archaelogical process

bonnelife - ancient Scots greeting

boonfile - archaic term for a will

nibbleoff - polite cake eating contest

lionbeef - forbidden meat

beefloin - see above

folbine - I got nothing

come on man
I don't have all day!
(are you sure about that)

grease the brain
cells with
coffee

and then it came to me
~~~~~~~~~
(no spoilers)

and some people say
I have too much
time
on my hands

Every breath I take
feels as if I'm drowning
Not in water
In silence

Every stroke I can feel it leaving me
The pain, the schedules

Yet when I look up
She has her business
He has full score on SAT and PSAT
Medals and trophies
worn like a second skin

4.0s, bare minimum
They have a legacy
Leaving marks no one can erase

Yet when I look in the mirror
I'm falling so behind
Already almost done with high school
Yet I feel as if I have nothing
done nothing
so empty
so far
so quiet
so...
behind