Tag Archive | rip
4/24/16
Icon is a bizarre word. The idealization of taking someone’s likeliness that’s never particularly been comfortable being typecast. The one’s whom were never quite on par with the mold get appreciated for such, after their molds have been broken. They become the trend. They become the focus. They become the message. The notorious become the […]
11/7/16
Who can I call for advice these days now that you’re no longer around to pick up the phone? Your level-headedness balanced the uptight and anxious side of me. That’s why I can’t always just call Mom for anything, you know. She gets messy with her emotions. You could be steadfast. You could bare the […]
10/8/16
Tonight, we would’ve made you proud, Dad. You know how rarely my brother, your son, calls for help, often too proud himself to admit that he needs it. One of the traits he got from you, without a doubt. You would’ve been proud of him for asking and even as proud of me for being […]
Long Legs in the Twin Cities 