onto raze we were on our backs beside each other in her bed. we had on our day clothes. she spun onto her hands and knees and hopped sideways to get to me. each time she touched down, she made the sound a frog makes. when our bodies met, she wrapped her arms around me and started laughing. for all the bad there was between us because of what we were or couldn't carve ourselves into, i think about that moment once in a great while — that little pocket of happiness before it all went to hell — and in reliving it, i allow myself to remember what i wanted love to be. 241016 what's it to you? who go blather from