It kinda feels like skating, what we’re doing here. Without our compass, our driving force, we’ve felt a bit lost, and as though we can’t “connect” to… Read more “#michaelswalk week three: my cup runneth over”
Month: June 2022
abnormally attracted to the choir girl hotel
I don’t know what on earth possessed me to come back here. So much has taken place, been taken from me, and taken me far from the… Read more “abnormally attracted to the choir girl hotel”
#michaelswalk week two: (sometimes) healing sucks
When you fall backwards out of a taxi and scrape a gash in your elbow, there’s an expectation of what you’ll do next. After you’ve incurred an… Read more “#michaelswalk week two: (sometimes) healing sucks”
#michaelswalk week one: some wounds are ungovernable
ham sandwich in hand, hair still dripping down the back of a tee my father gifted me, the moon is full, I’m safe in bed in LA… Read more “#michaelswalk week one: some wounds are ungovernable”
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