Fell out of bed, and entering the bathroom hit my head against the brick wall. Stonily I stomped about piecing together my belongings, my mood heavy and weighted like stone. The traffic moved like concrete flows over pancakes, my sputtered curses falling like soft fists against a wall. Then, my homework left alone and forgotten, … Continue reading Bricks (Poetry)
Breathless It was not the sight of you and you are not the reason for this ache in my chest. Truth is I’m out of shape.