Minutes tick by, and then they turn into hours. I lie on my bed feeling my naked skin cooling down one degree per tick, tick, tick. Eventually: my skin is ice to the touch, even if it’s not cold outside. Hunger grips my stomach, then my heart, my head. My brain throws irrational accusations that […]
I sit in my lonesome, clenching tingles in the muscles above my knees my heart all a-thud and my cheeks rushed with blood. I spilled out a trail, as I clicked and I clicked I commented, I queried, I loved and I bit. How are you feeling? I’m trying to breathe. Pushing down reactionary revelations […]
Words of Ron: Stick with the abstract. I know this is it, the piece to my puzzle. I’ll be in control now, armed with this. Because: [he] isn’t as important as someday [you] will be.
There is a girl. As my train crosses the Charles over 17000 miles away, and I gaze at lights luminously reinforcing that my own path has strayed far, far; I’ve built my own destiny: more than enough to know she doesn’t matter to me. At last, I’m done where she’s only begun. Poor girl, poor […]
She croons: “Who do you think you are?” Her voice is like cream liquor poured over smooth, sunny wheat that tells me; like long stretches of Nevada highway, like staring into a stranger’s eyes, like swilling beer while trumpets trill, that it’s time to move on.
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