i’m having those feelings again …the ones i thought you’d killed when you tried to beat the spirit straight out of me…the ones I’ve worked my ass off to make sure i’d never feel again since they never led anywhere worth being. but they’re stealing back and they’re going to take what they want anyway. i’ve got that tug in my belly all warm and delicious and undeniable ‘cause by now it won’t make one bit of difference what my head or my mama tells me to do.
leaning into the echo
i drop
the other shoe
Rusty Truck 