10/19/1993
Of all the heavens of the Earth, I had to choose this one, the Earth spelled with a small “yes.”
10/26/1993
Tiffany’s work-study is at the [Emerson College] library. When I sleep there, I dream that I wake up & can’t get out of the library. Once, I woke up, weird, & I asked Tiffany, “Are you in my class?”
She said, “I made sure you were warm.”
When I next saw Tiffany she said, “It wasn’t until I talked to my roommates that I found out you knew I wasn’t in your class.”
I did think she was in my class & I said so. She doesn’t believe me.
I watch her catalog microfiche. Her hair is red.
03/04/1994
Melinda & I were married this past week. She bought a black dress & took two days off from school. The wedding was nice. Quaint. She said, “No priests because priests are men.”
Our honeymoon wasn’t great. Before we reached Niagara Falls we had a huge argument. I can’t recall what it was about, now that we’re divorced.
My new friend, a bunny, took me out drinking last night. I blurted the whole story. He said, “Chill out.” & said I “was boring” & that he wished I would “just shut the hell up & drink.” & added, “That’s what we’re here for.”
Thanks, Bunny.
[ photo: Melinda in basement of 96 Beacon Street, Boston, circa 1993 ]
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