like the stories I used to tell to myself there are messages hidden for them to find hiding under tables and the ways I look out the window on long car rides. secrets are tied up in my lips in … Continue reading →

enlighten me as to the philosophy that drives your mind, to this interesting, incompatible edge. understandably, I’m not impressed by this thought process. unnecessarily convoluted twisting around turns spiritually, I’m getting polluted. this constant scream and shout I’m feeling drowned … Continue reading →