tell me you love me tell me you love me again tell me you love me

You wrote me a note today telling me how grateful you were that I was there yesterday and how you were left alone tonight, mi...

the ten-bit chorded off into the corner/struck in the back/bleeding/but nuzzled like a buzz/hope in the future/no future ...

She was 44 and, no, not a woman as such, but something that medicine left nothing but bad stories and bloat. That was o...

He stands over the old man, still cooling off of the hot coals he had recently been toasted upon:   Now that ...

My thighs have become so large they look like watermelons. The American kind, the kind without seeds. Children flock to o...

I was a child the moment you called me a child and I agreed. I could, naturally, see the pickle you were in:   I was a grow...