The Miles Between Us

i walked in behind her carrying a distended plastic sack bulging with all manner of goods and produce not saying a word as she removed her coat in a single sudden motion maintaining a stolid steady stride straight into the bedroom slamming the door shut behind her. – i stood there as the echoes of…

The Things We Carry

your positivity is a ruse more lies to tell yourself in the chill of early morning and lonely nights dreading your $20 an hour job wearing a pasted-on smile beneath sad eyes darkening and puffy suffering with a grin – in constant competition with people who you never cross the mind of posting photos in…