epilogue:

 

and she'd said, 'don't you forget about me.' i keep my promises.

this is the after-story
of (ellipsis).

out of the confusion, consequence. she chose another path. so now, now i need a place to put all the memories she asked me to make.

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August 28

i will remember her:

with her head on the floor of my best friend’s bathroom. a night full of fun but also of reminders of past monsters; in small hours, she drank to put them back beneath the bed of her mind. she liked to sleep like that when she got trashed: on the bathroom floor, without pants. a slow sun rising let me move her to bed. when she couldn’t sleep through the wailing of the ghosts and the time haunted her all the same, i turned the clock around and sang her to sleep.