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Buried in bed alongside her a girl twists the sheets, she can’t stop smiling, her tourniquet is tied tightly around our waists. She wants an answer, it’s impossible to say no to that. She frantically looks for nail polish and insists I’m in charge for how her toes looks tonight. She asks why I have…

I’ve started and stopped three times, each time coming to the top again. With a new title and a fresh thought again, words should be allowed to live. There is something very obvious in the way words affect us all. I can’t tell how badly I want a… There are some who instantly meet up,…

With a joyous revolt against words there is this blessed silence, and by no means was this edit a choice of yours. Stubbornness I guess is the last elusive thorn to conquer. Whether you choose to take a stance or choose to go silent both can have a very loud impact. Trust fall, you have…

A reviewing critic I’m standing in a sea of strangers amidst a nightlife that is alive and well. Up there on stage, we see eye to eye the girl who sings about a guy playing a guitar, alone in a freezing garage. Today is a special day, she announces, the strangers yell for another song.…

Time and attention falls freely on both sides, and just as I start to speak freely you too take notice. There is a natural equality to the way you nurture and no matter the role you’re eager to play the part. It’s in the way you look and see things causing this envious side to…