B63
Public Record
Excerpt from novel: with Abandon

out of the every we went,

into the only,

sorrowfully lonely

but for us two.

if we’re severed now

we’ll be set adrift
so try to just
want what i want

from here on out,
you hear?

over and out.

we,

sailboat-haired,
wet with seawater

stepped ashore:
lofty-headed,
mopping up
our footsteps behind us.

what we both initially wanted
was choked out by our selves
wanting only what was good for our own.

it appears to me

that that’s all there’ll be.

that’s the end, you see.
oh well.

Frida Bilson