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by Evan Karp
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life.
spoken for him to make sense of. Men long dead always
Far from the chair and the window students are laughing.
Same moon. Smoke and laughter. Joke after joke ever after.
that. The old walk from the dorm to the car to get high,
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They were still out there, doing this. Not old to them
around through the city, their city now, passing lights and
be. Hear them now telling stories from home. The way Frazad
Brothers one didn’t know one had! Each one another reason
for this.
life in a vacuum.
is this really when the roads diverge, right when the eyes
here?
the flesh whisper ecstasy. Thirty out and loving it! Head
breaths!
Just then the wind blew and the leaves shook and the colors
feeling the pull of the earth and his own fragile footing
upon it. The tremble – the cold. But it could be the truth
blossom!
night and the light will return – this always! But a long
night ahead.
For himself?
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was fire; what could heat matter? Inside like out: natural,
fresh. The wind would blow through, work magic on him too.
His thoughts would fall and settle like the leaves and his
single night, more like it. One night the cold, but all
this cold?
each with such singular value. Each with his own precious
something that will fly away and never last? WHY? A sin to
think this! But true. And what on this earth will last?
The stars, the twinkle of the insects, all the same in and
Surely, and one day death. But the nights are so long –
lifeline.
Take the long view now the time can stop. Everything
to growth.
but when it came time to shake them all out the sun would
into flesh and let go. Summer: smile. And Fall to the
ground with praise. Take off the hat and put the toys in
the closet. Winter, cover the earth with your frost and
not move until sure of his steps again. Until then the
is the time.
Oh.
around for all to comprehend? Why not turn in? Why not
learn how to open the doors and then leave to open them?
without creation.
You’re alive and aware right now. Why cling? Why not
school!
How you will eat? How you will sleep? You You You. I
yes you would make the world better by being a person who
made people stronger but now that you know doing that is
take all humanity into your arms and leap into higher
don’t you?
children tonight?
wish I’d done it when I could have. When you’re young. They
planned. But what were the options? What did they actually
consider?
with love what I never dared. Life’s over for me. I don’t
need pal.
Bad taste.
Just like.
than before and at some point other people too will live
didn’t need to. Body: eat. But he’d watch it burn instead.
there.
The light has been lit, the fire is started. Burn as you
doing?
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green but all was quiet and cold. This might be the only
wrote the books saw. To see what life is before living it.
pause. Down the hall Dan and Jonny slept soundly and the
Cig.
The skies? What about the people who once said we could
fly? What about the ones who can but never stop to try?
Have they all decided already what the world is, what
and even the ones who tried did not have examples to
anyway, the little things, and we kill the pain however and
whenever we can.
He takes another puff off the cig and ash tumbles down
The stub in his hand coughed out its last breaths and
that one might catch and grow there – what are they then
and tosses the butt to the floor. That drag would have been
subconscious.
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the leaves fall and in the Spring they grow again. The
not yet become an idea but I’m trying. How do you think I
inside me. It will not fall like the others. It will not
fine thing that will last long after you fall. And who
tree.
man who does not need books, who is a book, and we will
read him with care. Tree, what can you teach in a season?
One tree, one leaf, a pen and some paper. Cigs and a
for that … 4:30. Nothing moves when the sun goes down. A
street.
Dreaming?
to find out.
It’s not about any one person: him, you, me, her; it’s
like the leaf, that each man be stronger and worthier than
the man before. Yes, again yes, the leaf. But what about
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The scrap paper gone, two more sheets gone, the contour
moving.
her beauty!
frame. He knew the picture, that she was not what he wanted
From this hour he would see the fair image of her soul
in every leaf. More than the one true love, more than the
between himself and the rest of the world. One more silent
that fell from his hands. And the last. He could not put
her back but he could not let her go either. Her face
burned into his soul, mistake: to put all your love in one
Jonny.
the end they had crossed paths by chance, had known each
anguish.
once showed such promise was now deciding to walk away. The
continue.
Nate smiled.
are the only ones I’ve had. Or held onto for this long.
It’s not like I can play major league baseball now, you
long time. The whole semester played out in his head, his
whole scholastic life did, and he saw that his story never
herself, all just to get through the night. We all came out
trapped in his brain. What in the world was that all about?
What was that? She did not seem human, and was off in the
Did the moon just speak? Had the earth sent some
stranger to warn him? He did not know, but could not get
his shoes on and his jacket zipped up. The jeans he wore
That look! The candles were still burning and the light was
still on.
The car parked, the walk down the street and into the
building, the seat assumed, books pulled out and put on the
class. They were all there, all the ones who’d been there
before.
this whole time – what that must have done to poor Mrs.
every day. Did she spew out her lessons there? Did she see
Later that night a phone call from dad. Seems ol’ Abs
How funny! Pop told her point blank: he was home last
Of course she did not understand. But did she ever approach
him? Not so much as a word. She avoided his eyes and his
season makes itself felt, such a nice day that class would
paced from one end to the other while the students spoke
and swatted the air with her text. Nate could not help but
swinging the book wildly into the air like she didn’t know
understood.
find there are not even problems. Nights and years will
pass and you will live your life in closed rooms and you
will find that you did so by choice, and you will weep for
nights not spent under the stars and the very elements you
once went inside to escape. Now you escape from people. You
from your veins, and though your voice will grow stronger
because you will have left them all behind. And the whole
maybe, perhaps the world, but rooms all the same, crafting
what? So the few people after you who care enough will do
think was the girl from the street, the glowing symbol
get out, trapped and blazing with images she’d never take
the time off to translate. She was scared, but there was
neither him nor the others any good. Let them take what
the flesh.
will end and he will have made it. Stronger, more alive!
time.
A heavy presence through the air made itself felt, his eyes
open. He was clutching his knees on the chaise and the cig
had burned to the stub. The girl stood across the street as
opened the door going out of his room not to the bathroom
now but past it, through the common room and out the old
sturdy oak front door, down the cement steps and through
the yard overgrown with weeds wet from dew and fresh clean
life he could not see but feel he could, yes, through his
at all.
her without a word. They crossed the big street and took
the circle around. House after house with the lights out.
already wet in the grass and the bushes. Nathan did not
this night will bring? Who knows what the end of this road
will bring? Who knows when one gets it into his head to
street making noise. The girl did same out of time making
music. They kicked leaves down the street until they came
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the window stood barren and patient and the light inside
They watched the room grow dim as the earth gave birth to
another day which for them was just a light they could not
keep burning.
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