Memory Machine
I am in a bizarre swooping state of panic, reflection, and depression. I have been thinking incredible amounts lately, and turning dark, dense, meaty intellectual thoughts around in my head – twisting about their tense writhing bodies and slowly attempting to work the knots out. They are not puzzles with missing pieces, they are no [...]
The Night Thereafter
I came home to him and crept quietly through the door. I opened his, a pitch-dark room. I threw down my bag and got into bed with him, my wrist hitting the pillow and prompting the lights of my pink bracelet to go off. I saw his face beneath the alternating pink, green, blue hues [...]
Little Girlie
I suppose it is only right and good – albeit timely of me – to say that I have a boy. A boy whose eyebrows and smile I can kiss, whose back I can stroke, scratch, caress, and whose chest I can bury my head into. We connected about a week ago and will only [...]
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