When we lay on my bed this afternoon with the blinds and curtains closed and you napped and drowsily held my hand, I watched your face — so happy and at peace. I lay there hoping that this time would last much longer than I knew it would and then when I started to fall asleep […]Read more "When we lay…"
Like the tendrils of smoke wafting between my synapses that come back time and time again. Like a suddenly beating heart and panic and the need to flee that WAKES ME THE FUCK UP, sweating, needing… Like the evil lie that wakes me some mornings with a start that I KNOW ABSOLUTELY IS THE ONLY TRUTH. […]Read more "Like."
Sitting on the plane today there’s a guy in 8D instead of you. He seems grumpy, probably because of the 6:00am flight. You would be grumpy too but you would still rest your head on my shoulder and try to sleep. That wouldn’t work and you would flip over and then again. But while your […]Read more "Some thoughts now I’m in Chicago…"