On Friendship and Its Loss


And then, beyond it all, the staggering possibility of friendship. The age has made men and men, women and women, tenuous with each other. But some mornings, you think and remember the loss of abandon, the loss of openness and the easy easy laughter.

And it is here, beyond it all, that you mourn the staggering potentials of friendship now curcumscribed. This is the forest of where-did-it-all-go.


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