How Not to Love a Liar
–Man’s rejection, God’s protection. I am exactly like I am. No water of mistrust here. Swamps, perhaps. The heavy coil of wood. Bones to go with it. There was no landscaper in your life, there was no man without a car, there was just me: The brake in the stomach feels no pain; the break in the heart, everything. White hair of frost, powder and grey, the […]
Melancholy Hyperbole 