In 10th grade, I was one of a handful of girls in my high school’s video production…
It is about midnight in New Orleans, where I live. My four year-old-son is asleep in my bed; my husband has gone to sleep in the spare bedroom. From my perch in front of the television, I look in the direction of each room, knowing I should join one of them. The…
I will kiss my loveruntil my back arches, and placehis hands against my sternumin case he needs something to beat back into hispalmsbecausethe only remedy for this kind offearis softenessis clemencyis warm blanketsis lips pressed against one another, makingtreaties trucesarmistice admidstearthquakes…
Perhaps it is good to have evil above
Instead of a dull sixty watt glow that shines
False light and lulls into poison sleep
Perhaps it is good to be afraid
Life. Full of the unexpected. It keeps you alive, no matter how fortunate or unfortunate the situations might be.
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