rainy 14th

today's a rainy day. but only in my mind.

it always rains on the 14th of july.

each year, maxim's rainy birthday would be celebrated indoors. on occasion, we would sneak in a few rainy bike rides, but mostly, it was indoors. and always a (stealthy) tryst. hidden from my parents.

my parents never celebrated maxim's birthday. for them, it probably did not even exist. they were in denial of his existence, his phone calls, his visits. the day he was born, is trivial to them.

the chicago clouds look heavy with rain.

if it rains, remember i told you that it always rains on the 14th of july.

a man jumped in front of the train in front of my train today.

he didn't die. he got knocked back onto the platform.

he should get up and buy a lottery ticket today.

paramedics arrived and i got to use multiple emergency doors (heavy).

my orange juice expires today.

i will drink a glass full tomorrow morning.

expiration

and

regeneration. juxtapostion.


(happy birthday, max!)