Love Gone Crazy
i am living in an apartment on the corner of Camelback Road and 19th avenue. my parents are getting divorced. my mother plans on getting remarried to one of the inmates she met at the County jail where she works as a nurse. i don't know why except he seems nice. different. 4 example, he's from Mexico. has tattoos. above one nipple it says sweet, sour above the other. i would have to ask my mother whether or not that's true. my mother said that love doesn't always work out the way it's supposed to. she calls it: love gone crazy, when everything just disconnects. love is impatient, she told me. love is tired. love is drifting, like anything. i watched out the car window as we left, at my father as he stood, growing smaller until he wasn't. i used to love to watch the scenery as it passed, now i just look to the road ahead. at least it's going somewhere, love isn't. © Lisa Zaran
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