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Those Smoky Eyes

Her eyes were dark and smoky. His eyes were dazed and glazed. His senses dulled. He couldn’t remember the last time he felt something real, not fabricated...

Sun–buzz–rise

As he stared into her eyes, the silence seemed to creep up onto them. It hung there, sitting with them. Buzz. Buzz. Her phone. Her parents must have walked into...

How Can I Know What Love Is

Love is one of the earliest concepts I remember being introduced to. It was the...

Untitled

He was drugs and drugs were him. They were circling through his system as...

A Crash In The Distance

Waves crash against the sand in the distance as I look along the beach in the...

You Probably Won’t Like The Ending, And That’s Okay

Your eyes are brown and beautiful, it’s been longer than three years since I...

Help

“I woke staring at the ceiling. I just laid there, not moving. I just watched...

You, Me & Bitter Coffee: A Love Story

A good typical love story has a happy ending, a good typical love...

Road Trip

We darted out from the wooded grove and into a flat, open expanse, where...

Directions

Walking alone through night on the third day of fall; walking to the store to...