Saturday, November 13, 2010

Penultimate.

Once my mother fell asleep in the driver's seat. My little brother fell asleep in the passenger seat. I stayed awake in the back seat. We almost all died like that, with them up front, and me in back with my eyes open.
I was remembering about it tonight when I saw a car crash and sitting on the curb in the dark not crying.
I couldn't see if he was crying or not, because my eyes have been bad all day. I woke up with them swollen shut.

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