if i don't think about it, i'm okay. if she hits him, she's on her period.

what do we know about the military bases north of here? what do we know about the kids
by the overpass with the bandanas tied around their necks?

if she shuts off her cell, she's looking to die. if i'm in brooklyn, i'm lost.

dad, i'm still looking, still searching for that place beyond the pines, still searching for
that bag of weed little drew took- why is it that i remember less of mom and more of her
silk nightgown- why is it that the rolls of tobacco you left in the shower smelled good
when i cracked them against the molding tile?