I often desired more
with the impatient burning within the chest
the shapeless dance of naive shadows
being stripped of love and wish
in the dusty single ...
The midnight coffee beans always remind me of her-
the desk lamp the open laptop the half open window,
the curtains dance softly in wind.
I stare at the ...
There was always pressure to like boys-- to get a boyfriend, fall in love, marry, and have babies. I can’t remember a time of my life when I did not feel that ...