My greatest social fear.
Every. Fucking. Time.
for.all.the.words.in.the.world.: I dreamed about her last night
small and fragile
she likes to curl against me
stretched the length of my arm
her dark hair sticks up
in a dozen cowlicks
just like yours
and her eyes are just turning green
more vibrant than mine, even
she likes it when I play the radio
almost too loud
her little legs kicking
with what could be…
- friend: there's a life outside the internet
- me: link me
me, italicized
elongated,
slanted,
tipped over by
the weight of
inconsistent
days and
stretched out
after jumping
through the
wringer
The Particular
He turned the knob two clicks to the right and then two to the left. This went on forever.
