At our best, we were pouring cheap tequila into our sodas beneath the cafeteria tables in the middle of the week while loudly pontificating on the meaning of the spoon sculptures of our very quiet friend. This is commonly known as sleight of hand,and it’s why I know we were very good at running.
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Dedication Page (2014)
Ghosts of her words heard only in the copied&pasted internet.
Complicated (2013)
A woman I know lost her mother, and she longs for her on Christmas, I only know because for some reason she vented to me, Probably because I had shared my own piece of life a few days before, But that’s not right, is it? She shared nothing with me but a sense of unease. …
Back Again (2014)
Lightning flash, and thunder’s at my back; I’ve missed, missed you baby. White-caps and lappin’ swells, the sky’s gray and green and black and yellow, and ain’t that, ain’t that Pecos Bill atop that tornado? Lightning and patter-fall drops. “Now, you turn the key ‘n wait for the light. That’s the glow plugs warmin’ up.” …
