when the neighbors would bang on t… screaming through them telling him to stop for the love of god it is three in the morning
watching horror films on vhs with gramma saturday nights
though it takes a daily muster of all you got empties you out and leaves you wanting
he remembers the grapes as they would vine through his blo… like galaxies looking for a home welcomed with a kiss from his alwa… stars tickled his heart
he does not to leave the vine out of any loathing for his kin he simply can not stay waiting around to turn to raisin knowing that out there somewhere
notebooks have been stacked in pre… filled with short stories bad drawings and of course
what she says has gravity a truth that pulls you closer to t… brings your feet to meet the earth… in your own shoes and see that the toe is starting t…
if the fairy spreads her thighs for the goblins finger the happy ending never comes even if she does
two mountains hanker to reach across the valley always between them
i love music i know everyone does but i really do nothing can soothe me as much as
voices spread through the room like butterflies or wildfires inspiring some to try a new way of thinking
i’m usually a dog person but when i returned to Austin afte… i met JD who offered me a place to crash while his roommate Karen was out o…
a leaf hoped that the branch would be strong but they were both born from an ol… and those dying roots could only h… until there was no choice
what happened to it? pen with which he wrote the note ink of his last words
the lavish liberty of lust unbound in the salacity of self a lover may take too long or doesn’t take long enough a lover may manipulate you
