“A long time ago, when you were a wee thing, you learned something, some way to cope, something that, if you did it, would help you survive. It wasn’t the healthiest thing, it wasn’t gonna get you free, but it was gonna keep you alive. You learned it, at five or six, and it worked, it *did* help you survive. You carried it with you all your life, ( Read more... )

I am not a dainty person. I am not the soft first light of morning, or a brilliant sunset. I am the twilight hour on a Wednesday night, restless and wishing it was another day of the week. I am the rust collecting around the faucet; the brittle and discolored antique plastic of that childhood toy you just can't bear to let go. My tendons strain ( Read more... )

He loved her and she loved him.
His kisses sucked out her whole past and future or tried to
He had no other appetite
She bit him she gnawed him she sucked
She wanted him complete inside her
Safe and sure forever and ever
Their little cries fluttered into the curtains

Her eyes wanted nothing to get away
Her looks nailed down his hands his wrists his ( Read more... )