The Hour of the Wolves
byFoot falls on concrete. White noise that lulls me back to the waking dream. Wash, rinse, repeat that fine linen suit. Keep it primed…
Foot falls on concrete. White noise that lulls me back to the waking dream. Wash, rinse, repeat that fine linen suit. Keep it primed…
en are you broken?I hold you poised and ready,Yet you remain obstinately still.Fingers please don’t pout.I have told you how important you are,Even though…
One foot followed the other through the harness circle. I silently longed for a heart harness as mine pounded in my ears, threatening to burst…
Yesterday I wasted my life. I spent about 10 hours binge watching Brooklyn Nine-Nine. It’s a show of comedy. It made me laugh out…
I LOVE background acting. Some people have been asking me what in the world I am doing now with my life, now that I quit…
The hot sun warmed the back of my neck. Asphalt road laid out for miles in front of me. I’ve been chasing mirages for the…
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Some girls grow up dreaming about meeting the prince on the white horse, who rides in to fix everything and rescue them from all…
I want to ask you to get uncomfortable with me. Let’s talk about a subject that is controversial, passionate, and heated. I want to…
There is just something captivating about a good jazz song. Playful, sassy, and unexpected – the spontaneity in a world that loves order is…