The worst night of your life on the stoop sobbing smoking, silently coughing out memories. A jagged edge scrapes your essence from my...

Memory is merciless. I frame moments of memory in mind: me on your bed you on your feet. A snapshot of your gaze. Looming. Subdued and...

Life is slow. On my skin his breath a cloud of velvet. In his palm my heart swollen and starving. My daydreams rot. Peaches smoldering...