I am drinking Leese-Fitch wine
to forget
to remember
what it means
what it meant
to forget my illness
to remember my sickness
to release my ignorance
to remember the love
that I thought existed
to get the kind of drunk
that I used to
the Kind of Rhode Island
College girl drunk
that sparks nostalgia
for the loneliness of the that time
I have grown
and I will heal
I don’t know what I write
I write what i know
I am a paradox
for that does show.
Poetry / 