It lurks beneath the surface. A grief, you must know, a grief that I cannot quite find the right words to encapsulate its shape and size, the weight of it, the graininess of its taste it my mouth, the sourness on my tongue… I hate it. (I hate it with all my being) When it … Continue reading
Some times all it takes is just a week. Being home puts you in familiar places and familiar places call, to the heart and to the mind, familiar habits. In other words, it is easy to do exactly the same thing you have always done if you stay in exactly the same place, surrounded by … Continue reading
People are not objects.
Skin me alive or love me
I want everything for us. I want for us to have a full life. Continue reading
I don’t know how to break up with you.
Geld me, clip my tail Slay me with a quick cuff behind my ear And a knife to the kidneys Remove me from your reality Most violently and completely Loose me from this mortal plane Leave no evidence of either my Departure or existence
If no one ever hears the stories again, did they really happen?
Three days ago, I made a supplication for an ending, for a final decision in this situation that I’ve been entangled in since just about a year ago. I didn’t know who was listening, but– It worked.
It is a curious conundrum that has been presented to me by the amorphous and impersonal “Universe”. Or, perhaps by God. Or, perhaps by the Devil — temptation tends to be his tool of choice, false hope his everlasting hallmark.