standing in our front yard at night. noticing the gray stripes of large snakes taking over the yard. i point them out to a friend and we go inside. trying to clean up our home. our relationship has reached a level of dysfunction that is visible to all who walk in. his kid doesn’t even […]
I dreamt of packing. Throwing out old books and damaged cd’s. keeping only what is meaningful to me while brett and a friend talked and laughed in the room next door. Shag carpet and afghans again on my bed. Like the ones in my grandma’s front room when she was alive.