I don’t want him home He’s a fucking liability. She never said those words The scriptures won’t allow it With their plainsong lack Of imagination, but that’s what she was screaming. Seventy-four Never setting foot Outside the door While he...
I felt love, and it was a soulless, moving empathy, unbounded by selfish commitments. Not held by language or limited by occasion. It flowed through friends, toward me, and I was caught in its abundance Drifting light in myriad shades of marvel and amusement. But...
