My Eyes Are No Longer Mine.

When you closed your eyes for good,
I stopped seeing my own when I looked into the mirror.
They're still green, outlined in dark blue. 
They still squint when I smile.
Just like yours.  I laugh and I can feel...
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My Favorite Human.

My Favorite Human.

  Today marks two months without my brother.
Two months where a constant in my life has no longer been a constant.
The guilt has proven to be almost stronger than the grief.
I should have called him more. I should...
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