- May 25, 2020
I want the cure for ordinary days. Once I searched for it in a bottle, drank my way to oblivion but always woke up where I’d begun, hung-over, scraping for seeds in the bird feeder like all the other
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- February 5, 2020
He says there will be fire. Tongues of fire raining down from heaven. He says this into a microphone – nearly spitting – while pacing the same stretch of stained carpet. I am ten
- February 5, 2020
Gill sat in his rolling leather chair and leaned against his sturdy desk late in the night; perhaps early in the morning would be a more accurate assertion. The sun had long since ebbed beneath the horizon, and Gill’s
- May 30, 2019
The waiter was the last man to leave the restaurant. He was an unattractive man. Tall, slim, and vastly angular in his black and white uniform, he lived alone in an apartment now that his father had died. It
- January 29, 2019
i. Jagged peaks ripping into the horizon was what I witnessed as we sped down I-8, cutting through the middle of the state that is only for lovers. Signs for this cavern and that cavern, each proclaiming the biggest
- October 31, 2018
You wanted space,so I brought you up whereplanets are welcoming,stars are endless, andyour future is constant. I waited down herefor space and time to combineinto whatever you needed. But you got comfortableand decided you wanteda life with
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