Sure. Whatever. Go on, knock yourself out.
Such an admission of contrition is what makes these iceballs melt.
Why do I even try? Where can your attitude come from, if not a place from passion? There is something in your eyes even as you look away. Don’t let her say what she means to say.
You have no focus. No drive, no desire. Lazy fool. Sure.
Let the timer tick on for no reason other than your own.
It is with a thunderous clash that I arrive onto the scene. Shaking hands, quaking hearts. They are in my head again, the voices, and it is all I can do to appease them.
How are you? I am well. I am FANTASTIC. […]
Hello, old friend, how have you been, just fine, that’s good.
Crying on the inside.
There’s something about biting into the core of an apple that didn’t fall to far from the tree that makes me feel free. […]
“Cleverrr,” she drawled, four claws digging into the ceiling. “Clever girl. Clever, clever girl.”
Did she see what I did there? I tried not to look her in the eye. I hadn’t screamed for help, because I knew no […]
Did you ever wonder why they came for me?
What caused them to drive me down, to spit in my face, though I had done nothing but love you?
It is the way of the world. The law of equivalent exchange, we call […]
Shiny glossy versions of me. Photoshopped beauty in plastic images. My face splayed, put on display, fodder for young girls more vulnerable than me. I see you paging through, I see you caging, caging yourself and […]
YOU WILL NEVER, he blared, with all the raging tenderness of a runaway freight train, EVER EVER BE ANYTHING WORTH LOOKING FOR.
I wondered quietly, can a search engine find love?
Churning on towards the […]
We are made of the same bits of junk. We are patched together with the spit of our fathers. We are melded, molded, not with care and precision but with the thought that we would fit in the bin better, this way. […]
Your arm looped through mine, pulling me to you. I avert my eyes. We walk along the pier. Waves throw themselves against the rock, and I can’t help but wonder if I am much of the same.
Where were you when I […]
There were ripped up ticket stubs littered on the floor. She walked slowly through the event room after the hurricane had passed through, after the screaming people had left. After the flashbulbs dimmed.
Fingers laced together, connecting only at the tips. She leans forward, ever so slightly, eyes alert, latched onto me, waiting to strike.
She has been following me for some time, body taut, tensed, curved like […]
What is a want? Does it fly? Do you have to feed it? Does it whine at you, pull at you, cajole you?
Talent is a dangerous thing to have. Combined with ambition, it has been known to destroy people.
I would […]
Substances. Entrails of thought and being. I’m staring at this plate of food, and the cup full of drink. What is it about these things that we need?
She’s looking me over, with morning after eyes, even though […]
“I dare you,” she said, “to jump off that cliff, spread your wings, and fly.”
Her words were first hilarity, now they drive me on as I soar and spit against the sky. What did you think would happen, witch? Did […]
Hey. I haven’t been here in a while. Won’t you smile for me?
Sleek lenses, cool black cases. Iris rings and pulling focus. I smile back at you from the hidden area between the place where the light and the […]
What keeps me strong, and what stops me from falling? Faith is fact, they said, when I first grew up. Yet here I am and I can’t concentrate. They keep talking, and I’m afraid I’m going to falter.
WHAT DO YOU […]
She saw the light far off, like a beacon. I squinted against the fog, unsure if she was telling the truth or spinning one of her lies, again.
“Surely there can’t be something that bright, that far away from […]
Things sparked and snapped and came to life. I watched in awe as you threw the world into motion.
“Here was I,” I shouted against the squall, “thinking that it was done for, that we were finished! ”
We stood there watching the video, just adding numbers to the total views. I had my head tilted slightly to the side, and she was grinning at me, waiting for some sort of reaction.
Consequently, when I left that foreign place, I had the memory of an earthworm. And yet looking back, it could have been anything besides that.
Am I making much sense? I don’t know. I can see photos from an […]
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