the four of us spent a good portion of our late teens & early twenties eating tiny tabs of paper. we we a family, we loved & hated each other. we fought & made love.

we danced for hours on end, eyes closed, arms above our heads, heads high above our hearts. we napped in tents, SUV's, on couches, in fields, and in our own beds. we were never alone.

we ate sparsely. we were all sickly thin, but tougher than you'll ever know. we shared everything, from material to emotional. we truly were each other's everything for those 3 years. the four of us, and more synthesized psychedelia than we knew what to do with.

we wrote communal poetry, and read it outloud. we spent hours upon hours in a dorm room in boston, holding textures glasses of burgandy wine, notebooks, and hands. we slept to the sound of terrapin station.

i think back now, and i miss the closenes we had.

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