prose for the masses
Helium hell halitosis hello
Watch as my clouds of slumber stir, casting a blushing hue upon awakening — dreams still lucid —…
who has stayed there?
If only I could write. Write like a poet:++ putting sentences together with…
There are three clocks in the kitchen. They all say the same time. I shake my…
Particles of my skin: under a microscope
Lying awake--
Consuming: