baby, baby!

baby, baby! it’s all fucked up! it’s shit, baby! what is? she asked. me! I’m shit! I’m all fucked up! what are you talking about? it’s my writing, baby! it’s… Continue reading

tomorrow

when you have depression it’s easier to do things early. what I mean by this is, if you get up before the phone rings before she asks you anything before… Continue reading

eulogy

you beautiful thing, you! you have brought me so much joy the last three months i don’t know what i would’ve done without you. you died yesterday. it broke my… Continue reading