My body is hurting my mind is clogged I think to myself every morning when I wake up what is the purpose of my life mornings are the worst…
Matt was lying on the couch watching baseball. He had a pizza box open on his chest and was enjoying himself. After all, it was his…
A thought zipped past my headLeaving a trail of fuzzy fragmentsOf an irrationality that my life is,Winged images fluttered aroundA vacuum of…