My name is Deja Blue, and I’m a sax player. My dad was a sax player too. You might’ve heard of him. The late, great Noah Blue. He’s the one who named me. When I asked him why he named me that, he said, “When I first saw you, you reminded me of a sad
Tag: love story
April 2020 Confettied by cherry blossom, I wait for his call. He would laugh at the self-created romantic picture, I think. How I miss that laugh. Every evening for the past month, my lover has rung between six and ten past six. I save my once-permitted daily exercise for this time. He is always finishing
