Monthly Archives: March 2020

I know somehow, that you still care but your emotions are so much to bear one day you’re kind, the next you just wear me down. No… stop it, please.I can’t stand the way that you tease. It puts me … Continue reading →

Things have been distant between this awful sickness and me and me and you and me and crises. I have walls and walls and walls that protect me from things but this awful sickness has no use for walls and … Continue reading →

She said it was fine. She said you thought I’d be holding a grudge still after all this time? She laughed at that. Really? She said it hurt for a minute. Really. You hurt me, I admit, and I held … Continue reading →

Well, the days are just packed in this modern life with enough to do to satisfy eight wifes and I’ve got so much to do and I’ve got so much to see and I do all of it so happily! … Continue reading →

Oh, you germing thing. You’ve done so much to us in so little time, it is astonishing how little we know you, how little you are. What you’ve done in your instant invasion is impressive, indeed. I hate what you’ve … Continue reading →

Oh, yes. I had no idea but you are an answer to a prayer unspoken a wish unsaid. I didn’t know I needed you until you arrived before me like this unbidden with your poisoned roots your bitter teeth your … Continue reading →

Just remember: You’re safe. Nothing’s happened. It’s in your head. It’s only been looks. You’ve only been frightened. It’s just menace. You haven’t died once, right? It’s not the end of the world. The looks, though… His stare, sometimes, somewhere … Continue reading →

When a younger manI wrote down in a spiral notebook all the names of the girls I loved to commemorate and memorialize for all the years to come. I would never forget them, surely, but this book would permanently record … Continue reading →

Having to ask for something means you haven’t earned it: if someone hasn’t offered it to you of their own free will then you have coerced them and you have effectively taken it from them. They must give it to … Continue reading →

It was over video that he sang his song, words of peace and comfort blasting overlong, a symphony of syllables expressed into a mike and pressed onto VHS and taken onto hikes and road trips and bong voyages all across … Continue reading →