But every so often something shatters like ice and we are in the river of our existence. We are aware.
How can I tell you that
Last night you came
Unbidden, in a dream?
I scarcely know where to begin, but love is always a safe place.
for their demons: my favorite writers, had liquor. I have relationships.
we all scream & fight for equality, when we really only want our chance to be the one in total control.
kiss one starved of love and eventually they’ll start to look like beasts.