It’s dark in here.
Yesterday, after the end came, I spotted a soggy tennis ball at the side of the road.
It was in the sand, nearby the strip mall, inches away from rushing tires. Miles away from tennis courts, or even miles from the drooling mouth of a happy dog.
It gets easier to wonder about randomness. [...]
I am running back today, to London, for a quick breath.
I am looking for my feet and for my friends. For the tiny space of quiet in the corners, and the for the push of the people against my shoulders.
I am ready for the dampness and ready for the attention I need to pay [...]
Lately, I don’t know what I am doing.
I am not so much numb as I have been fiercely holding down my mind, pressing it up against my palm to keep it from straying.
I am stopping every other thought… back spacing and deleting it. I am rushing backwards to go over the day, to edit [...]
It’s no secret that the word “box” is slang for “woman.” (if you are under consenting age and you didn’t know that already, ask you parents why, just for fun.)
So just to make this post an curious mix of boxy entendres, here’s what happened last night.
I had a most pleasant collision of the boxes while [...]
O, love is never easy
It’s almost always out of your way.
It’s not the path of least resistance.
It’s not some words you get to say.
He is rough and she is gentle. He is smooth and she rocks like ice in gin. He is jittery and patient. She is cool and hot.
I love them.
My friends are splitting [...]
