I crave comfort. In empty beds, in strangers’ arms, in bottles of alcohol. Have I found it? Yes. For a moment. Always fleeting, always fading. I’m clumsy.… Read more “Comfort”
Month: January 2018
Letting You Go, With Gratitude This Time
I think I’ll always miss you. I think I’ll always hear that song, walk by that resto-bar, come across a joke I think you’d like, and my… Read more “Letting You Go, With Gratitude This Time”
Shall We Take The Leap?
This is me, for once, protecting my heart. You don’t understand it, you mistake the distance between us for my lack of interest but sweet boy, I… Read more “Shall We Take The Leap?”