by mickharris

it’s interesting how suddenly these stories i’ve told for years now abruptly cease to matter

they’re just words on a page that now happened to someone else

i don’t know that girl anymore.

sure i tell them to be funny and i’ve changed them around, smashed them together and tried them on for size with so many people that i’m sure i repeat myself but everyone is kind, no one calls me on it

understand i’m not trying to lie

i’m trying to tell you what it was like

and sometimes what really happened isn’t enough to do that.