This past year I've done alot of thinking. What do I want out of life and where do I go to get it ( Read more... )

As your world disassembles,

Better keep your head up.

Your name, your face

Is all you have left now.

Betrayed, disgraced,

You've been erased.

Today is a Monday. Boo on Mondays.

Rain was falling on the tin roof of the barn where he and I were laying naked on the cold ground. His arms were wrapped around me and I was laying my head on his shoulder. He never complained when I did that like most men I’ve been with had. He never complained about anything ( Read more... )