I am smashing beer bottles
in the parking lot
of my dreams
just to cope with
a deeper understanding
of why this child of the sun
chose to stand
in the same parking space
when lightning struck
into the bold January night
and still electrifies my shadow
90 days later
before the final shock
burned a hole thru my chest
just to sizzle
an already burning heart
mocking a mere existence
defying all laws of science
because I am still breathing.
An intern architect at Ryan and Associates, Mateo Diaz has spent the last year learning his craft under the tutelage of partner Alex Ryan. Alex is the closest thing to family that Mateo has known since losing his own family years ago. But not even Al
I loved him. At age twelve he touched my heart with his music. At age twenty he captured my heart when our eyes met as he sat on a stage and sang Four months later, he fractured my heart with his refusal to allow us to stay together. At age seventy
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and the significance of "90 days later"
Great write!