sometimes my mind grabs for you, trying to remember, trying to believe that you were real, that you were ever here with me in flesh and bone and blood. and when i get still and quiet and think about you I see your eyes, big and dark with heavy eye makeup that made you look … More remembering


editing today. i don’t know why but my chest is tight and hurts… maybe it’s the gigantic bag of M&M’s i tore through. maybe i’m tired. i’ve been contending for perspective. God’s perspective. but… it’s hard when you feel all wonky. and i do feel wonky. i’ve been listening to Kristine Mueller and i’ve been … More stumbling