Friday, May 4, 2012

To say goodbye on a night like this (22 April 2012)

Nights like this
if it's the last thing I ever do.
Happiness I've never known
finally feeling
like I formed my place
between the ashes and whiskey,

Piles of clothes,
the debris of my life,
piled and unsorted.
Las chicas del monton.

-from the desk of S.C. Browne

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