Monday

Demons of despair

I have a great if mass of feelings in my stomach.
I feel it. It’s anxiety and worry, stress, sadness and despair. I am going to lose someone this year, my world is going to grow dark. I can’t do a single damn thing about it.

Times of stopping

I think I met you once in that sleepy-sleep state. You know the in-between place. That quiet place between here and gone, where the room sof...