Listen to Lauren Eggert-Crowe read “While my father was dying, I kept having dreams about my exes.”

The hospital was in Taylor Swift’s hometown

Two days before he died, I ate a bagel sandwich

in a coffee shop selling drinks named for her new songs I hadn’t heard

keychains for sale, tumblers with her face

The zeitgeist moves on without you

In each dream, I had urgent news to share

It was important that they knew my fault lines had ruptured

I was one kind of land and then boom I was another

How long do I have carte blanche to be petty and sharp

Mac & cheese bar at his funeral reception in the ballroom where I went to prom

The program teaches you to stay still as love flies from you

No holding out your net to catch it

The hydrangeas he planted are baby blue and violet like a prom dress in the yard

Every mindless movie I chose had a widow in it

Black car after black car after black car

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