The First 100 Dates

bitter sweat dripping down orange skin and pale hair platinum monogram cufflinks pinning shoulders to sheets executive branch thrusting into the softest of parts misappropriation of success ignoring pain and protest didn’t I show you a good time? didn’t I pay for everything? popping blue pills dispensed by some hellish pharmacy deep abrasive rhythms spilling … Continue reading The First 100 Dates

The Rain Comes

Inside your four walls, the first rumble sounds, and you ask those nearby if they heard it too. Out of doors, if you have the gift, there’s a smell, a thickness in the air, just before it hits the ground around you. Inside, alone, the white noise pulls words from your mouth, “Here it comes,” … Continue reading The Rain Comes