2 weeks ago - 7 notesIt’s the kind of day that,
if my life was a movie,
it’d be raining.Whenever there are funerals
in movies, the sky is gray
and there’s always a
soft downpour or a heavy drizzle
(your call, depending on your disposition in life).But on the day my sister died,
it was the first week that…
BAZOOKA JANE
Poetry & Writing: The Day My Sister Died
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