Shipwrecked Chanty

Shipwrecked Chanty

Feb 8, 2011

How have I landed and what is this strand? Was it folly or crime? I don’t understand. There’s flotsam around, the crew has all vanished and all that is clear is that I am banished. I’ll go find the wreck, see what’s to salvage Find what is left...
Father

Father

Oct 31, 2005

Father, There were horrendous misunderstandings quiet pathologies not to be cured or endured a flaying of some inner skin too fragile for the surgeon’s suture too enmeshed to be unwoven too silent to be named too deep even for the mortician’s fluids too...
Crash Dummies of Love

Crash Dummies of Love

Apr 18, 2004

There are no citations for recklessness in love but there are consequences emotional lacerations ER units of the soul where instruments divine the damage inflicted an attempted prognosis a plan for stabilization. First,staunch the flow. Second, lower expectations....