walking behind walls ( Read more... )

when you get an abortion, all you can feel is the baby inside of you, clawing to stay in. forget pain, the metal against the inside of your thighs, the mask over the doctor's mouth, the flickering lens of his spectacles, forget it. clawing. and when he pulls off his mask to smile at you, all you can see are teeth ( Read more... )

these were your last words, and these will be your first: ( people rarely cry about the future. )

( spearhead pond )

( i've been having dreams of you again, albert. )

( there is a black hole in the shadow of the pru )

( healthier but worse off )

( 'a spider is killing a fly in the window. it seems like the scariest way to die. the fly's twice the size of the spider, and it keeps flapping its wings desperately, shaking the whole web, as that son of a bitch bites him, watches him die.' )

( and )

the place to be is the place to be is the place to be is the place to be. i'm going there tonight, so why don't you come join me? i've known this, and i do know this, and i will know this later too. just come sit by the fire and i won't have to murder you ( Read more... )