blueghostghost:
My father accumulates into a palpable presence...
My father accumulates into a palpable presence in August, a looming shadow figure that stalks our waking hours, peaking in frantic psychic energy and then dissipating again into a less oppressing memory in September. He would have been 52 this October.
My 26 year old cousin died a month after him. We had been talking on the phone more that usual because he was worried about me losing my dad.
Summer to fall is full of ghosts.
(clip of a family home movie)
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