I am addicted to the press of your lips against mine, to the tremble of your fingers against my skin, to the sound of your voice as you fill me up. I can’t stop tasting you on my tongue even after you’ve gone. Even after months of wanting, I can still feel the ghost of […]
The ache radiates from unknown places, and I’m not sure what I’ve become because I’m sad for losing something I should never have wanted, something I shouldn’t need. Something is broken inside me, falling into dark shadows toppling through shattered windows or doors or something I’m not sure how to name. But now I’m making […]
I'll write as long as my lines live
TBI Survivor Story
One Hell of an Apprenticeship
He was so ugly that everybody died. The end!
An engineered explosion of erroneous exposition.
~chaos with coffee☕
come lay down ink...
Fun for the whole asylum!
Darren Hawbrook
Get Your Keys, Grab Your Coat.
A rather droll affair
Shattered long ago...
Understanding someone’s way with words isn’t as simple as you think.
poetry w/teeth
Two old men write poetry, short stories and other things
Where are you John Bender...
My Imagination is the DEVIL on my shoulder
