• harness me sweetie like a rusted spoon in your pocket. wield me like a ribbit wields a frogs body. whistle me a toon, jerry would you oil that car. I love you like you were a bomb strapped to my chest. you can […]

  • enter this tomb with me assort yourself and crinkle across the bedroom floor like you mean it this time. I was never one for directing not even for myself.peel it back she says. all the way. i ask her what. the […]