They are all drawn towards me as they enter the room — faces upturned, dazzled by my brilliance. My dearest wish was always to glow in your…
Oh my back…oh my back aches my head hurts… stupid 2018, another day another dollar, yet another year…
“What’s wrong with you?” Micaela asked, opening her cornflower-blue eyes too wide.
Hey good lookin’.
I met a young man outside the pharmacy today. He had no shoes on; I’m guessing his feet were too swollen to wear…
It’s your moisty lipsThat I am longing to kissThe pace of your breath
A banana peel,Traveling ticketless in a busOccupies this seatAttracts scathing eyesOf fellow passengers.