concerned citizen self-flagellating superdeadgayalien

sarcasm and scorn don’t invalidate the experiences of another human

these are events and shit

over which i have shed white tears

in my wallet there are three pictures

a picture of an ex and i embraced naked which i can’t convince myself to part with because of the art (it’s even in b&w)

a picture of my real dad holding me, all black-haired with glasses, and my grandma holding my chubby baby hand with my grandpa capping the end of the scary ’80s couch

a picture of a dead friend whose funeral i did not attend but another friend gave me a memorial card with his picture, his dates of life and death with a 19 year fling between them, his birthday was on the 29th

i didn’t make it to his grave to bring flowers and talk and cry to air