In Memory

it’s crazy the things i think what dress should I wear ? I’ve lost my way lost my lighter it’s another day a little higher I had a choice I lost my voice I enjoy what destroys head filled up with noise Of grief and all its joys who are you anyway you take shape, in…

Letters to Liz

Liz, Since I’m living for us both, a lot of what I do is because of you.  It’s the only way I can.  You always looked out for me and I hope I won’t let you down now, because I know you’re watching. You always kept your nails painted and looking nice, so this summer…