Carlos 2/52

I stuck an ocean between me and my friends the funeral went on without me I guess because we can't go back in time and you're dead I blew the dust off my guitar  I went skateboarding  I drank wine at the bottom of a stairwell I watched videos of people getting punched in the nuts I started growing my hair out again I did the best I could to live like we used to

those furious summers of laughter

I got an email from you it said,

    Hi Carlos, This is           s mom,            . 

                                                                                   Im not sure if you  know, 

but            died on                      
If you already knew 

                                           Im sorry                        
.

and I didn't know what to do but keep on going with the audacity

of thanking the missing

for reminding us of all the wild possibility we are captains of