my friend's funeral.
it seems impossible. it seems like a long dream.
i'm trying to think of things to write to help give myself some sort of closure.
some sort of peace.
i paused for awhile and a slideshow of photos began transforming my screen.
i kept expecting a picture of him to scroll by.
i'm trying to make this moment more than it is.
so i'll type and take pictures of clouds
because they've never looked as devastating
as they did on the day you were buried.
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