I want to feel like you. I want to feel, you.
If I can’t be in Indy
I miss you.I wonder where your hands wander,how your breath lingers in thecool, still evening air.My thoughts are animated and my dreams…
The shame that doesn’t stoptalking — words go onrepeatThis is the telephonethey resurrected today: it…
Coming close to the horizonsomething keeps step w/ meSleeping standing uprightcost meas a guardI gather…