I never understood darkness the way my brother did. We were both scared of it,…
Category: Fiction and Poetry
the credits of your favorite movie start rolling
and you don’t like the font of it
Like the taste of the last gulp of beer from the
third glass you thought would never finish
Like the sound of your best friend’s Yorkshire terrier
drinking water from a silver bowl
the kitchen counter was on the opposite side of the window…? I am scared because…
I remember when we lived in a house back on Suzanne Way and we had…