Author: MattWall

she was taller than me thin, in her 20s. she was wearing tight blue jeans a T-shirt and a hat to hide her face. even though she looked at the… Continue reading

sitting there, on my bed, I was warm and tired. my head and shoulders felt as if they weren’t attached I wasn’t anxious for once that was nice. before I… Continue reading

I don’t talk about this part of my life very much let alone write about it. for some time, I was living in a series of awful, shitty places. didn’t… Continue reading

there is this sad woman who works at the gas station she doesn’t cry she doesn’t look like she had been crying she just looks sad she looks like she… Continue reading

I always have been always was and probably always will be terrified of cops. cops are the only people who can drastically change your life change the course your direction… Continue reading

it’s Valentines Day I want to do something nice for my wife. I won’t write her a poem. that’s all ego and too obvious. I’ll be a good guy and… Continue reading

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

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

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