

Coming home from TorontoWe're chasing April's setting sun across the vast, rusted expanse of railwayComing home from Toronto
tracks that have brought life & cheap booze to south-western Ontario for generations. We're chug-a-chugging through a history of etched paths and unremembered ambitions, our lives just one great story arc written in weathered iron across this still horizon. You draw my arm near; a pillow for the lines of weariness you've dug along your brow, contemplating how a single day can be both deeply profound and mortally forgettable.


Upon returning from my voyageUpon returning from my voyage to Vancouver for AylaUpon returning from my voyage
Im back in this apartment, in my bed now. Less than
a day ago, I was on the other
side of the country
already at home in yours. On the back of my hand I carry a fading blue stamp. Its a circle of ink, and I imagine the nucleus of a carbon isotope; its half-life decay marking the hours since our visit to Science World.
On my own here, I too
seem to be living in halves.
The battered scraps of Skytrain tickets left scattered in my coats po


Genesis, To FlyGenesis, To FlyGenesis, To Fly
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Main Entry: 1vol•a•tile Pronunciation: 'vä-l&-t&l, esp British -"tIl Function: adjective Etymology: French, from Latin volatilis, from volare to fly
1 : readily vaporizable at a relatively low temperature An era of Edenistic emotion curls around my finger tips and toes,  
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Okay, I've spent the past several days sifiting through messages. You're among the last.
It's been a long few days.
Thank you so much for being you and being supportive and for your comment and the add to the watch. I hope I have been worth your time.
You have been absolutely worth the time it took to get to you.
Love.
Welcome to DA!
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Two roads diverged in a wood, and I-
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
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