sleeves pulled thin

Coffee so hot it burns more than the throat, quiver and break and begin again more tremulous than ever. Sheathed wrists and sleeves pulled thin by uncut nails. Averted eyes and stale radiator hiss. Papercuts that break skin but do not draw blood, unwashed linen and too many dishes in the sink. Remember when you … More sleeves pulled thin

a library day

Whole empty tables in the library bare, coffee that was not cold on a day that was. A lone pencil rolls away on worn boards. The walls are lemon yellow, no wallpaper to drive me mad. Where does the lonely sunlight stream? Quiet sighs that collect in pages and leak out on my dappled ones. … More a library day