ANA

I hold it in: that lingering crawl of it on my tongue, down my esophagus not yet…

Indigent

Life without finance is like love without life: contrived, expectant, waiting for the die never cast, wings…

Snowed In

Spied me standing here, unaware of those precious neologisms that your baby clutches like you do handrails…

Too smart

Caught between a stone and a bottle, we all three shattered under the streetlight with a single…