Tag Archives: anger
Incidentally. She says it like this: “INCE-a-DENTal-lee” I took back your coal sweater. You’re welcome.” (Coal? What the fuck color is coal?) “You mean that black one? Cabled? Thanks love” (Incidentally, there is no love. She took that back also.) … Continue reading
We share a little green bottle, The content of which is cleanser. I always pressed down hard and Fast when I wanted cleanser. There were cleanser spills galore. Then, she moved the green bottle To a cradle on … Continue reading
Blue and blue and bluer still, Slinking down, becoming chair, Reaching outward, purple teal, Clouds absorbing, bruised despair. Twilight stars, staring sullen. Hide and seek among the pain. Hanging insolent, above the fallen, Gazing upward, curse thy name.