An apology — We’re all human. Oh, we all do our duty when there’s no cost to it. Honor comes easy then. Yet sooner or later in every man’s life there comes a day when it is not easy, a day when he must choose. — Master Aemon Targaryen When I first read…

The night he shot himself in the head to manipulate me — for the last time — I knew this evening all too well. No, it wasn’t Deja Vu, it was something much more confounding. It was a nightmare I had lived and dreamt of too many times. I was about to spend an evening fighting and crying with my husband. I felt it coming. He had…

this street is the most tired of all the tired streets and this house is the youngest of them, too I wonder what that says about those who’ve settled under my roof lazy? late? left behind? next in line, perhaps, to dine with some solace to inhale anything in the…

I guess this pain is good, like bleeding is a sign of life, and I didn’t even think I could do that anymore but even when I sustained literal cuts from him, the way you didn’t call me after hurt deeper than his knife and isn't that a beautiful thing…

The second installment — Nothing has changed My mind still can’t accept that so many people, people just like me, people just like you, roam the same streets we do, on the same days we do, but without enough clothes and food and hugs and shoes Look across the cityscape; it’s a beautiful place…

I live in a canyon / the deepest canyon / came to wallow in pain / and I’ve dwelled here so long / neither floating nor drowning, just suspended / sedated / hyped up / then frozen / in this immobilizing chunk of what looked like amber / but preserved…

It’s cold, but it is that time of year, so I go with this increasingly viscous flow, I accept the cons of the case because they are seasonal, I’m told but winter preys on passive minds and banks on slowing pulses She seeks the thickest blood, for it is best…

They put wheels under wood and wheels under shoes, but I know not what they aim to achieve if I’m being honest with you I mean, they’re still stuck weighing out the differences between settling on land, and settling for land, and setting for sea, aren’t they? even with the…

This show must not go on — This erratic tension is familiar I think that’s your blood boiling in a covered pot — popping open, falling shut your nerves are at a civil war it seems dry and in need of chemicals, something unenjoyable to get you through life beta-blockers alone will not suffice this time and…