Of Secret Worlds & Wishes

Conversations about suicide come floating down the river of memories and I hear some voices promising me they will not do anything, alternating being begging and yelling they pull at me. I see images of myself and others from particular moments in time and remember pulling someone by their collar from the floor into a… Continue reading Of Secret Worlds & Wishes

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I Taste Good

Hanging out with Roy and thinking about a hell of a day in which almost nothing feels real. Standing in a market next to a young boy who grabs a sample and says “I taste good” to which I mutter “me too” as I wander the aisles looking for my own necessities. The cooking shows… Continue reading I Taste Good

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