Bending space with your finger is easy
When it comes from your shoulder. The first
Time you do it, amazement will devour
Most everything you thought you knew.
The second time is no less impressive,
But you begin to forget the importance
Of all the little things that got you here.
The crawling, Continue reading Don’t you dare forget what got you here
He was going to marry her. That was the plan. That was what his heart told him, and since the accident, his heart hadn’t told him much. It pumped blood more fluff than grit, and left him walking into streets without checking the WALK sign, and drinking coffee the second it’s poured—no blowing, no milk, and definitely no sugar. All that was sweet had now become sour, and Mark Taylor hated it. He hated Continue reading God Damn You Mark Taylor