Queen of Hearts
It was the time of day when the sun starts to sink down into the soil and when people start hiding their troubles deep within
Glitter Veins
Bloated, like a fish on a deck. A cadaver rising in the sunshine. This is what Adam looks like, bread rising in an oven. Everything
Time has a toll.
It was a sort of red velveteen paved place. A long trailing hallway of a thing that went on and on for about forever, or
Daydreamer
This isn't what you think. I'm not what you think. You're not even what you think you are. I'm not really here anymore. Not really,
Anyway, Take Care
Dear You,
I know somehow, somewhere far, far away you are reading this. You probably went out early this morning to fetch yesterday's mail from outside.
The Crossroads of Deadends
The world is spinning out in front of my eyes. The future and the past is spitting out behind me in a trail of dissenting
with hammers for wings
This is a different kind of lonely. This is lonely reinvented and lying on your kitchen counter all wrapped up pretty and hideous. It's like
Secondhand Smoke
The older man's whistling slipped into and out of the atmosphere. It slid underneath her footsteps and hollowed out her fragile ear drums. He wore
Blossom in the Tree
The city sidewalk was still cracked in it's solidity. The concrete was falling apart and the curb was crumbling into the open streets. No one
Backwards
And so the world was backwards. It was turned about on it's axis, the poles reversed. The moons pulled the shores from the tides. The
Conformity in Entirety
Blind. Deaf. Mute. We are all blank slates lent up against the sidelines of other's lives. Our sight blurs with our hearing which shadowed over
Fifth Period Massacre
Glass. It was just like broken, splintered glass. And it was like all the noises had forced themselves down into his eardrums. He swallowed and













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