that drip which made her stop a step after she walked under the icicle, turn in time to watch it, feel it, slice through the tuft of air in front […]
i liked to imagine i was forcing couples into some sort of awkward ultimatum.
good evening. i decided to do a little experiment. i find a lot of fourleaf clovers. sometimes i randomly stick these clovers into books on my shelf. tonight i flipped […]
like a bull out the bread bag breaking all these twist ties. like a farmer on his tip toes dodging all these cow pies. like a soldier in a whiskey […]