.....When I was younger I was picked on relentlessly. I was so pathetic, that even a foster kid, who was probably experiencing the shit-hole we sometimes call a foster-care system, would degrade me, and this was what, head-start, kindergarten? Fat Lazy Loser Poor Pathetic Dirty Stupid.... My friends were the kids on the edges of … Continue reading Sticks and Stones Were the Games We Played
Day: October 28, 2011
Shall We
Shall I be more for you, than warmed skin in the dead of night, caressing deep blue oceans that are only visible in the sky. Taste me, bittersweet symphony of sweat that pools where ribcages dip and soft valleys are met. Shall I be this dance we are all too scared to commit? scarred into … Continue reading Shall We