“The park admits the wind,the petals lift and scatterlike versions of myself I was on the vergeof becoming; and ten years onand ten blocks down I still can’t tellwhether this dispersal resemblesa fist unclenching or waving goodbye.”
“Ten years have gone by since the ten year anniversary, and I still remember it like it happened a decade ago.”
“The flag was waving in the wind. Now whether it was waving hello or goodbye, I do not know.”
“c. “So, hunny, don’t waste your time trying to label or define me…’cause I’m not what I was ten years ago or ten minutes ago. I’m all of that and then some. And whereas I can’t live inside yesterday’s pain, I can’t live without it.”
“Ten years, she's dead, and I still find myself some mornings reaching for the phone to call her. She could no more be gone than gravity or the moon.”
“One question:do you want to hang ten or BE a ten?"-Massie Block”