Her body is made up of oxygen, carbon, hydrogen, nitrogen, calcium, phosphorus, potassium, sodium, magnesium, and other trace elements, but really she is glass. She is glass in all its forms. Her fluxes are ever changing, but at her core she is silica. At her best, at her purest, it would take over three thousand…
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Playlist 9 – Impressions, D10
Playlist: Depressed Song 10: The Fool by Lee Ann Womack Hands Let it go. Let her go. I have my hands out, waiting to pull you into a safe protected space. Can you take that? Can you accept it? Long slender fingers. Dancing with him wearing the mask of another girl’s face. When you close your eyes…
Playlist 9 – Impressions, D18
Playlist: Depressed Song 18: When You’re Gone by Avril Lavigne Fingerprints Touch starved. Fingertips skating over cheekbones, a warm hand on the back of my neck, the heavy grounding weight of a hand on my head or shoulder. Lean on me, push me into the ground, root me down and stop me from flying away. Bracelet…
Paranoia
Tight pinched face. Suspicious darting eyes. Glasses hanging around her neck on a multicolored cord. Shopping bags on her wrists. Blue flats, blue shirt, blue vest. She is always looking into the car behind eyes, her eyes squinting down as she moves her head back and forth to try and see someone or something behind…
100!!!! Exciting!
Hey Everyone, This is my 100th post and it is from my new computer so I figured I would so something special and fun for this one. I am including audio of today’s post, which is one of my longer pieces that is still currently in progress. The project is called Thou and is a…
Haunted
He shook himself awake into the oppressive darkness. She remained undisturbed beside him, huddled under the comforter with the rounded curve of her back to him. He sat up. Fuck, he said. Fuck. He shook himself from terror to terror, rescued from the horror of what might be to the lugubrious world of what was….
Crawl Into my Mouth
Crawl into my mouth Let me eat you Swallow you down Hot slick blood dripping off my chin Gristle stuck In that stupid gap Between my back two molars
Unfocused
He seems unfocused, dreamy, his feet point at me, but he gazes at the floor in another direction. His silver watch is too loose on his left wrist. He turns his attention to his phone, brow furrowing, the iPhone small in between his two hands. Black loafers, black pants, black overcoat, and a startlingly white…
Playlist 9 – Impressions, D24
Playlist: Depressed Song 24: Dear Angel of Mine by April Sixth Physical Chest heaving, sweat seeping into her eyes and burning, bloody bruised knuckles, and copper-tinted spit coating her tongue and pooling in her mouth. Barefoot, skin ripped and rubbed out in patches, purple and red and green shins and forearms. Soft to hard spots,…
City of Rumors
I am in that space between fully functioning consciousness and the oblivion of sleep when my lover speaks. “What have you heard about the City of Rumors?” she whispers and I shift in her arms. “Cyrilla…s’late,” I murmur. “Please.” I lean more into her warmth and speak the words before I really even have time…
Important Questions
She was going to miss the toilet the most, she decided. Kneeling on the rug in socks, panties, and her jewelry she gripped the seat and finished ejecting what was left of the beer in her stomach. The porcelain was cool against her breasts and her folded arms were a comfortable pillow for her swimming…
I was Afraid to Tell You
I was Afraid to Tell You I didn’t want to dominate you. I couldn’t inhabit that world if you wanted it. I wouldn’t be able to follow. That the condom in your back pocket hurt me the most and the thought of your hands on her made me sick. I needed more. I…
Little Gentian 