Written 9/11/2010
Last night I drank wine and smoked weed with my 18 year-old nephew. Odin and I left my apartment at midnight. I lifted my head to the sky. Two columns of light scorched the black-blue sky.
9/11 monument.
9 years later.
I still feel sadness.
Never fear.
You know where the lights lead.
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