Right Now

It’s Saturday night, and I’m writing from my mom’s kitchen while Caitlyn and Heinrich watch Rent in the living room. I’m watching them while Mom and Chris are at a freestyle concert with some friends of theirs. I’m typing this out with pretty blue nails, I’ve got a healing ear from a very recent piercing, and I’m still starstruck from having seen Lorde last night. 

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They Called him Hop

“He was a wonderful waltz dancer”, she’d tell me. She’s told me on multiple occasions that he was the best dancer she has ever known.

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