A Collection of Thoughts: Accept the Static
“Falling into habits that make you rabid, Still steam that fills up your world (your lungs) and makes you sail the (a) never changing sea. And everyday you…
Static
Her spider fingers plucked and strummed away to create the silvery shavings of pitch that floated up like a feather caught on one single gust of wind. _Keep…
pilgrimage
They drove us around in circles, as if we didn’t have to eat or sleep or shit. The first two we could do in the car, anyways, so they must have thought it…
Static
He sits on the chair in the living room. It is one of those nineteenth-century chairs, leather that squeaks when something moves across it, and is in…
A Shocking Farewell
To prove chivalry wasn’t dead, I asked, “Can I walk you home?” Jackie smiled. “Just going to the corner. Mom’s going to pick me up.” “Oh. Well, can I walk you…