Luckily, I Can Swim

I've been thinking of how to respond. With humor? Empathy? Sadness? I suppose I chose all three, and then some. And why not? I've got all the time in the world, as long as it doesn't go past another 15 minutes. I'll skip the shower today. Hopefully everyone will understand. I really hope they understand. … Continue reading Luckily, I Can Swim


The Boy With the Cellophane Eyes

Sorry, I've been listening to way too much Lucero lately. - Joey Smoking the cigarettes where they came from Lit up smile, glowing cherry red Burns away the whiskers of moustache grown 3 or 4 months now, achingly slow The yearning draw of his breath Metronome heart sped up alongside Long streams of white viscous … Continue reading The Boy With the Cellophane Eyes