Month: June 2013

under the butterfly bush

i have no idea what i’m doing here. raptors aside, i’ve never been birds’ biggest fan. i despise pigeons so much that sometimes (especially when they’re sullying my car) i secretly want to punt those rats with wings. this morning’s…

love letter

dear xxxxxxx,   i hate your face. goodbye forever. sincerely,me … what? … what do you mean i can’t write that? who says? … apparently, “civilized” people show more grace than that. so i need a rewrite then? you really want…

hazard

a day comes along, & you’re blind-sided. you are betrayed. you can never go back. your image of the person in whom you’ve so deeply believed–it’s never the same. you can never get the answers you want nor find the…