It happened one night when I wasn’t looking. Perhaps somewhere between putting the…
Swallowing my pride I listened to the vicious, inappropriate language being spoken. Hate had me dazed and confused. Although, whilst each…
She — will o’ the wisp. I — the south wind.
Noah swore the thing had looked at him.
I like to see you tie your hairThe way you lift your elbows in the airAnd how you pout your lips at meAnd how you look suspiciously at meAs if…
The rain is cold as it slaps against your face
To remove decision from the table, leads past chaos to feel now…