I want you to know Jamie is doing fine.
The eggs fry up nice.
The boots collect mud.
I am fine, too.
Go to school, earn a little.
You'd hardly even know we were missing something.
The dog keens more than I do.
I come to the place where they buried your bones.
I know you're not there.
But all the same, I want you to know.
Jamie and me, we are doing fine.
19 February, 2011
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