Thursday, February 15, 2018

46/365 Objects: Music

My boyfriend's ex-girlfriend could sing. Basic guitar player, but sultry voice and long blond hair. My jealousy was beyond measure. When she died I burned her tapes she made for him onto CD and gave them to everyone who loved her. I'm still mystified by my behavior. I also made sure we kept her 8x10 headshots. I took neither with me.

1 comment:

  1. You're a saint. And we had some exchanges about this a long time ago.