Smart girls are always being boring at parties, arms folded, smile wry, making sociology of everything.
Thursday, May 26, 2016
Monday, May 23, 2016
Thursday, May 5, 2016
Inner Beauty
"I want to fuck her brain," you say, urgent, eyes glazed.
"Okay," I respond, "but you're not going to be able to do that. All you'll do is put a part of you in a part of her and she'll be untouched."
"Okay," I respond, "but you're not going to be able to do that. All you'll do is put a part of you in a part of her and she'll be untouched."
Tuesday, April 26, 2016
SAMPLE CULTURE
Sometimes I see others' words and know that a slight shift could make them sound poetic, like sliding to the other side of the bed to be in the last sliver of morning sunlight through the blinds.
Sunday, April 17, 2016
Wednesday, April 6, 2016
FROZEN
When you said "Hey" in the way that we say "Hey"—like the breath is being gently plucked from our lungs—I softened. When you kissed me, I melted. When you left, I froze.