I wish nothing but the best for you; you in your ‘kiss the chef’ apron; you in your red high heels; you and your goofy smile. It was that apron that I first saw you and it was in that apron when I last. It was you I fell in love with. You pulled the [...]
The dull thud, thud, thud of the rain on the trunk of my car and my heart in my chest as I drove to a no-where land as a nothing kind of person, not a thing in the trunk, give or take those old bones I had decided to bury.