My goal in life is to have a regal apartment, comfortable desk chair, and a maintainable imagination. I’ll start here.
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A Race Against Addiction
Under the dust and between the cracks, all of my misfortunes are settled into these polished floors. Drenched in passion, held in pursuit, I tell my story with a booze free grin—
Judy of June
What’s your favorite shade of day? Are you rooted in love or in between? Some days I am sage dripping golden On the window of your dreams
A Pound of Oranges
Dear Mom, I’m writing you this morning as I’ve had a battle with insomnia for quite some time. It’s really not the worst thing, I enjoy opening my window and letting what’s left of the night crawl onto the walls of my room. Lonliness doesn’t exist at 4am. I have coffee in hand and it looks like this page will soon see a few stains. You know it’s funny, my mug is chipped in the same place as yours. I think of you every morning as I take my first swig. I swear some mornings it tastes like home, or maybe it tastes like Folgers and a twisted sense of admiration. Either way, these beans have a way to clear the fog from my mind, meaning, my writing can only get better from here—