she floats in a stagnant river of gasoline the holy hour trains less frequent breaths rarer eyes wider there’s no…
People whisper about us in the hallways, but you always steer me away before I can hear them. Your aloofness…
everything is slow tiptoeing around myself (the tea steeps the dog sighs the floor groans the fruit ripens and rots…
The scent of iodoform made her open her eyes blearily to a ceiling lined with cracks. She lay still a…
girls don’t have iron in their veins iron rusts with change we do not girls don’t have gold in their…
I looked upon his glass blue eyes, looking for a reason to stay, He held my waist and touched my…