Be Bad
I’m A Writer More Than I Am A Talker
For A Time I Rest In The Grace Of The World And Am Free
There’s A Good Possibility That You Won’t Get What You Pray For
I Know You Are There By How Often I Feel Your Absence
To Love Is Not About Merging
Infinite Distances Continue To Exist Even Between The Closest Of Human Beings
To Be Loved Means To Be Consumed
I Have Done Nothing All Summer But Wait For Myself To Be Myself Again
Empathy Is A Gift