Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
death will dance with anyone anytime at any fuckin’ place it doesn’t discriminate or differentiate, it is not racist sexist or homophobe I have kissed it death is not a woman, I know it reeks of fetid sorrows gloomed motel rooms seeking sad numb unsuspecting souls it comforts human hearts Read more
Having lined up her affairs, Skin smooth in oil, preserved her Ancient perfume resonates— Disperses its silky depths, I dream Of her incinerating baggage; Replacing it with pockets. Unanchored she leaves— Sails the Mediterranean Blue as newborn eyes, free as infancy To float to the edge of the ocean & Read more
9:48 a.m. So many yellow flowers down here at the river, hundreds of little suns. It is gorgeous and exactly as he described it. I won’t cross the river, though I can see the trail on the other side. I did bring my wading shoes just in case, but I Read more
Struggling to recollect a certain time of your life; that night, in particular, is somewhat like glancing through a photo collection. The photos appear to be taken by a child. Seeking to capture the entire world as they viewed it, shaking the pictures before they can develop, eager to view Read more
She will give way too much, a rubber band unaware of its elastic limits stretching farther than she should, stubborn silence causing tears in her rubber. He will fear that sacrificial self-gift so he will give only what he believes is needed Fully intentional within his limits, refusing to earn Read more
I had been to see Mom every Monday and Thursday for the last two years, since the day she arrived. Not that she would have noticed. My visits had become a comforting routine, predictable and unchanging. Each Monday I would stop at William’s Cafe at precisely 9 am and use Read more
My ready defense is self-deprecation. Before you can stare, I’ll tell a joke about my body. Put you at ease, it hurts me inside. The boundary between humor and reality is blurred. My dwarfism as a disability often comes into question. Though its portrayal as your entertainment does not. It Read more
This cannot be it. Don’t get her wrong, she likes some of it. The sound is awesome. Sounds, she thinks, deliriously lost in the world she crafts in her head as she hopes to get just a little wet. His breathing is short; he’s gasping into her ear, her neck, Read more