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Body of fiction
The sunlight on your body is like the Circular glow of the bedside lamp on Page 81. The silk duvet is your dust Jacket. The only one that I’ve ever Kept on. Your vertebrae constitute The image that’s on the book’s
Body of fiction
The sunlight on your body is like the Circular glow of the bedside lamp on Page 81. The silk duvet is your dust Jacket. The only one that I’ve ever Kept on. Your vertebrae constitute The image that’s on the book’s
Placebo (part 2)
Standing outside, she rests her head against my shoulder. I assess the rain. A city like this is fit for strangers. Looking down, I see an anchor reflected in the lights and puddles. I feel seasick. I wonder if there
Placebo (part 2)
Standing outside, she rests her head against my shoulder. I assess the rain. A city like this is fit for strangers. Looking down, I see an anchor reflected in the lights and puddles. I feel seasick. I wonder if there
My tomorrow (part 1)
I see white. A towel. No. A bathrobe, and you’re wrapped in it. Sitting in the middle of the bed. Your legs are crossed. I’m sitting across from you. We’re at the center of the room. There’s a tv behind
My tomorrow (part 1)
I see white. A towel. No. A bathrobe, and you’re wrapped in it. Sitting in the middle of the bed. Your legs are crossed. I’m sitting across from you. We’re at the center of the room. There’s a tv behind
What’s the rush? What’s the rush, well…
You know it’s love when you can see a future with them. You just get that tingly feeling. And goddamn if you aren’t mapping out that future right now; what you want to do next week. What you want to
What’s the rush? What’s the rush, well…
You know it’s love when you can see a future with them. You just get that tingly feeling. And goddamn if you aren’t mapping out that future right now; what you want to do next week. What you want to
4×6 or A4?
A picture is worth a thousand words. I’d rather have the pages. All folded up and carried around in my wallet. The wrinkles and creases don’t distort the beauty of what’s written, they add to it. You can feel the
4×6 or A4?
A picture is worth a thousand words. I’d rather have the pages. All folded up and carried around in my wallet. The wrinkles and creases don’t distort the beauty of what’s written, they add to it. You can feel the
A modern classic
Blonde hair that’s darker at the roots Tied back, with a loose strand that’s swept behind her left ear Thick brown eyebrows Awnings above grey green eyes She’s given up on mascara, because it doesn’t last Useless really, like the
A modern classic
Blonde hair that’s darker at the roots Tied back, with a loose strand that’s swept behind her left ear Thick brown eyebrows Awnings above grey green eyes She’s given up on mascara, because it doesn’t last Useless really, like the
When you find me
Driving down the interstate with nowhere to go. Exits pass me by, and all I want is a way out. My body feels light. That’s because my soul is soaring in the sky right outside the window. It moves as
When you find me
Driving down the interstate with nowhere to go. Exits pass me by, and all I want is a way out. My body feels light. That’s because my soul is soaring in the sky right outside the window. It moves as
A sketch with words
I see the guys that talk to you And I see the ones that you talk to I don’t think you see me I’m the one in the back with his head in his Moleskine We’ll say that I’m sketching
A sketch with words
I see the guys that talk to you And I see the ones that you talk to I don’t think you see me I’m the one in the back with his head in his Moleskine We’ll say that I’m sketching
Placebo (part 1)
I was standing in an art gallery. Staring at the wall. Actually, it was a corner. The point where two walls connect. The walls are the same color. But, the way the light shines over here makes one look darker
Placebo (part 1)
I was standing in an art gallery. Staring at the wall. Actually, it was a corner. The point where two walls connect. The walls are the same color. But, the way the light shines over here makes one look darker
I’ve got something I think I really wanna tell ya
I should have told her I should have said You’re too beautiful to be looking at books And she would know That it meant I thought she was gorgeous Standing there on a 6-inch pedestal Just high enough for her
I’ve got something I think I really wanna tell ya
I should have told her I should have said You’re too beautiful to be looking at books And she would know That it meant I thought she was gorgeous Standing there on a 6-inch pedestal Just high enough for her
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