10/03/2023
Dear Simone—
Two years ago, part of me died.
And I’ve been mourning him, my life, the “community” I thought I had, and the dreams I thought wanted–I guess that’s what dreaming drunk is like. October marks two years of being spirit-free. And I've been working and trying to build my life again. [Thank you for protecting me and I pray you’re at peace.]
-Your Favorite Nephew (no shade, Malik).