deep in the throes of another episode in a series of hellishly episodic angellic hunger pangs crawling across broken promises of forever for a night for a weekend forsaken taken as the fool he portrays effortlessly on television shows broadcast on inverted satellite arrays beaming along the hollow birdbone skeleton of exceptional insufficiency there are […]
she called at midnight as mad max hung from his wrists by cuffs on the winch over the thirsty villagers he went too far this time she didn’t have to say more, i was dressed and driving and furious it’s over, i am done, but i worry he will be back her face a mass […]
she opened her arms and the world fell into her loving embrace. warm and nestled between her breasts, sheltered from the ongoing storms. whispering sweet nothings to keep the bad thoughts at bay. a lone tear travelling down her rosy cheek. she held on like it was the only thing that mattered. and she was. […]
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