i have forgotten the lines of your face
how far they stretched when you smiled— how invisible they became when the sun hit you just right the broken teeth we suffered now...
The Violence in Finding Heaven
It was raining the day Jack got off the bus. When he stepped through the screeching doors he was met with torrential skies, and a crowd...
a sandwich named desire
i slice him open and spread that baguette wide so the ho ain't got a chance fill him up with fried chicken bacon, provolone slam his...