Violet Bent Backwards Over the Grass — Chapter no 14

In the flats of Melrose

What will it take for me not to feel like the train will run away with me bound up like the sad heroine tied to the last car What will it take for me not to need you

so I can just have you for fun and for who you really are

Not you as the savior not me as Ophelia not us putting our faith in the public’s dark art

Topanga on Sunday?

two cats in the yard

NPR rumbling quietly

a fire in the hearth me with a knowingness deep in my heart that nothing could stop me no valley too far to walk through in darkness to keep us apart.

And that we don’t need fighting to find resolution that not every marriage ends in the dissolution

that I don’t need you

but I want you

because you’re so cool and I’m not that damaged and ur not hell-bent on being some indie director or whatever pipe dream you and your friends are smoking

That it’s enough just for us

to be sitting in the flats of Melrose

my heart on fire

a tallboy cracked open

I love you Josiah I’m sorry I’m still broken

but I could still make you happy.

Let’s pour one out

to knowing not hoping