She looks out the window to cold hard skies that scrape the ceiling of the world and fade into the early morning. Continue reading “Yellow” →
Maybe Continue reading “Mud” →
There is a man who works in the post office Continue reading “Tomorrow I Will” →
I pull. In and out of it and wrap myself in the thunder that surrounds it. Continue reading “Pull” →
They have all forgotten to move or to breathe. Continue reading “Think” →
Loneliness came calling in the dead of night for her. Continue reading “Snow” →
If you listen closely you can hear the churning. Continue reading “Put Me Back” →
It would seem that we have arrived at an impasse. Continue reading “Re-Glued” →
The hardest piece of advice I have ever received goes like this: “Never use anyone else to dilute your own loneliness”. Continue reading “Love Like The Dark” →
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