I, the atheist
I can’t believe you keep
running back to me
full speed, head on
into oncoming traffic
limbs flattened into pavement
i had peace when I ate just a little bit. writing became an avenue of pleasure and…
purple ears of sonic sounda Koru unfurlsneon pink paws restingflowers weaved of Harekekeby small fingersBuddha draped in fairy lightswoodwork…
Men get to use so many words to curb their true feelings. It is easier to yell and be mad than to actually talk about their pain and what…
