Merseine

1994-i "Call me Harry," she said.  "Boys can get away with anything." 2010 I was playing with matches.  Letting the flame lick and dance and gutter in the wind.  Letting it almost touch the paint on my front door.  Daring it to peel away. The heat from the tiny flame was scratching at the tip of my thumb and I wondered, could I absorb it?  If I let it burn a little further down the match, will the fire rush in and fill the dark and cold space that is me? 1999 Love-making over, she rested her head on my shoulder and whispered into my neck.  As I was falling asleep she breathed "I will always come back to you." 1996 That was the year th