3 a.m.

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boys fly fishing

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Thursday night with the boys

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night moves

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July 2012

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We were on fire – August

12 02 2018

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We were on fire. For each other. August was married. Separated. We had picnics in her bedroom. Escaped to my trailer on the highest peak in Ontario. (Actually the area in Ontario is quite flat but it is the highest elevation in the province.) Took long walks through furrowed fields. In rubber boots. I sang the national anthemn in her sweet place. The next week August said it was over. All of a sudden. I felt like a trap door had been opened beneath my feet. That I was Wiley Coyote in a Road Runner cartoon. Months later she called me. She had to see me. We met. She’d had an abortion. She thought I should know. She and her husband had reconciled and a baby was out of the question. There had been a debate. Her husband said that I should know. I looked at her for a long…

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September was the first victim

12 02 2018

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I had broken up with a girl after a long relationship. It was very complicated. I’ll call her October. I liked her. She had problems. She was very poor and very young. She was sixteen when I met her and I was 23. I think. She was very mature for her age. And I was… male. I had broken it off with October and gone to graduate school in a different city. Which is where I met September. She was beautiful. And very sexy. She was in the drama program. And I was smitten. She was depressed. Had attempted suicide before I met her. Or at least that is what people told me. People who for unknown reasons did not want me to get closer to her. Our relationship was very… peripheral. We talked a  handful of times but never became lovers. Never even held hands. Sometimes I wasn’t sure…

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