nextdoor unhinged this spring the girl next door killed herself last christmas my brother told me something about how she was sick sad sick a recovered bipolar he went to high school with her i think other neighbors had called my parents on their vacation to tell them her parents thought she was better her dad went to visit her and she was dead her mother always had a wonderful vegetable garden this summer there was nothing but heavy plastic covering empty dirt or poor aaron dead of a heroin_overdose easier to think it was an accident going_home reminds me of these poor kids when it could have been me the crickets singing and everything echoed in the quiet magnifying the profound emptiness 070907 what's it to you? who go blather from