Because I Used to Hide and Cry

¬†When I die, bury me in candy. Maybe not in Crunch bars, but Butterfingers and Milky Ways. Dance at my funeral and comfort my bones with sweet things. Ignore the absence of dental work.Pay attention while you can, to the vibrant colors that make up the world. The flaming orange of the fall pumpkins. The … Continue reading Because I Used to Hide and Cry