it's storming out. not so long ago, god sucked up all the electricity and sent it dancing across the sky. lightning in rapid staccato, like a brilliant pulse through his veins. the thunder is so loud it echoes in my chest, disrupting the beat of my own heart ( Read more... )

sometimes, i think i'm going to explode, really be the first human to actually spontaneously combust. i can be like that. never heard anyone complain before ( Read more... )

when i could breathe again, it went a little something like this:

i had an epiphany. well, not really; i've always known it, i think. in our town, the stage manager gives a speech in the third act, after emily has died. in it, he says, "we all know something is eternal. and it ain't houses and it ain't names, and it ain't earth, and it ain't even ( Read more... )