matti stoneSticks & StonesThey throw words around like one throws a ball for their dog. Getting into a routine, until they start throwing them mindlessly. Again and…Jul 27, 2017Jul 27, 2017
matti stoneTuesday NightsI sit next to the same pay phone, peeling away at the corners of the Red Bull sticker he had put there only a few months before. Every…Jul 26, 2017Jul 26, 2017
matti stoneA Beautiful TornadoHer beauty took your breath away. But it was different. She was different. Her hair was the color of the sky, on a dark and stormy day…Apr 13, 2017Apr 13, 2017
matti stoneSomedayWispy, light, tufts of smoke lifted off of his lips. He frowns at me, pulling the cigarette from his lips. “You don’t get it do you?”Feb 13, 20171Feb 13, 20171