What You Get

Can’t find a way to melt them together.
Can’t form anything cohesive.
I’m all spitting and cursing today. Teeth grinding out of my head. Continue reading →

Can’t find a way to melt them together.
Can’t form anything cohesive.
I’m all spitting and cursing today. Teeth grinding out of my head. Continue reading →

Hush, little one, sometimes rest really is all you need.

Leave them like bread crumbs.
They will show you the way back.
Proof
at least one person
feels like you.
We don’t know how to fill those spaces.
Tried booze
and drugs.
Food
and lack-thereof it.
Razor blades
and perfect strangers. Continue reading →