As Boyz II Men sang, "it's so hard to say goodbye to yesterday."
It's hard to say goodbye to love, to friends, to ourselves. Our identity is a myth we make. We were early at a party, early enough to miss all those pretentious kids that knew about Catharsis before you. You had a long hard day making protest fliers with all the A's circled and you just want to makeout with the new punks and practice reciting early Amiri Baraka with the only...