Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
He looks my way as we sit in the chain salon awaiting our haircuts, and I wonder if “my way” is at me, since he repeats the twists of neck—but my eyes cannot certify since I keep them down on my phone and remember a friend of adolescence who would Read more
Sometimes when I lay awake on a hot summer night listening to the chorus of crickets outside my bedroom window in the hazy gauze of the southern town I landed in somehow like an arrow in the garden or a bow upon a gift, hidden, waiting I remember When the Read more
“Eighty years old and still looking good,” She says to me every time I come to volunteer. I smile. She smiles back. Five minutes pass. “Eighty years old and still looking good,” She says. Again. I smirk. Eyes twinkle Lightly. A chuckle. Ten minutes pass. I circle around the room, Read more
You can’t ask me to repeat any of it. If it’s written somewhere on a bathroom wall, it was shouted at the top of someone’s lungs. Obscenities in juxtaposition bordering on blasphemous spewed through windows rolled down, birds flying from clinched fists, horns honking, vehicles jerking and weaving between lanes Read more
so i hear you want to talk about sensitive men and spiritual growth and shit, and it immediately hits me we’re playing different leagues. it’s easy to put on that show: you’re cute, elegant, and have this sophisticated something that makes people around you feel so lucky to have found Read more
i like the sound of no phone no retro ring tone no buzzing in my pants vibrate all vibrate who vibrate you the space between us right now the slipstream meditating words ideas feelings xoxoxo I like the sound of deeper meaning no space between us Photo by Jonathan Borba Read more
