est. reading time: < 1 minute I wondered how long until one of us succumbed to the numbing grasp things tend to have. We don’t hear the second tick away, clinging
est. reading time: < 1 minuteI need a blunt object to pry me open and scoop something out of me that can be preserved. It’s only ephemeral but it shouldn’t
est. reading time: 2 minutesThe banter of life isn’t enough but in its purest form it is the only true ephemeral thing. It means as much as the things
est. reading time: 2 minutesI don’t know what to write cause I don’t write – I stop clenching and let out a disgusting amount of anger I never even
est. reading time: < 1 minuteWhat do I know? Only what I feel and that what I feel doesn’t belong to what’s ahead.There is only a moment reserved for feeling;