Part III from “A, Obvious”
A3: the flop was garbage absolute garbage calling on the prospect of a fold before even looking I can only trade the farm if my heart feels any inkling of escape there’s nothing left to […]
Poems
Part II from “A, Obvious”
A2: the 1st fiance challenge involves a pistol call it what you will it’s a sign that as the hammer falls life has turned a corner.
Part 1 from “A, Obvious”
A1: settlements are always satisfaction even when loss is evident here on the sofa the floor covered in a thin, fine layer of dust life reminds me of all the other dusts the bugs accumulating […]
Are We Broken?
Are We Broken? I walked down the street the other day I noticed a man with one arm in a wheelchair struggling up a hill. A while later I saw a mother with a child […]