Archive for March, 2008
It’s not necessarily…
March 23, 2008 It’s not necessarily blame that I hold so close to my stares at night, out of the window, onto the ceiling and into a dot that’s clinging to the wall: it’s that it feels like this skin, this whole contraption called ‘body’ has somehow snuck up and jumped onto me, surrounding me [...]
March 23, 2008 | admin | Comments 0
