I ran to the hills to catch a breath, a few breaths, some new fucking lungs.I needed time,Everyone needs time sometimes, Despite what we’re raised to believe. I needed my memory and in these hillsthe last they were seen.The smell alone was enough, The cedar, the soil.And just as I suspected, they arrived. Many say you can’t live … Continue reading To the Hills
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Table for One
When the lights dim and the noise fades,And your juggling that fine line of loving yourself and thinking you’re better than others. When all the other soldiers have gone home, And your about to pour that drink, turn on that show, take that hit, Remember,Sometimes the only person left to battle is yourself.
House Call
“What the fuck are you doing here?”I must have blacked out or something. I guess not completely out of character but when I came to I was standing in the middle of a hollowed out tree and it was dark and freezing. I shivered and wrapped my arms around my body feeling bare skin, wondering … Continue reading House Call
CONVERSATIONS WITH ASSHOLES 