• Vol. 09
  • Chapter 12

Holding Tight

Extraordinary in their strangeness
Some friends are more than
Mere companions.
Challengers of thought
Providers of heart
and strength   I have moved on
But they stay  Memories stacked like teacups  His voice that roared and rocked my laziness into action
Her face, rapid fire expressions of silliness or disbelief or wonder, mirroring moments—what the hell and laughter
His hand reaching right as I fell and holding tight