slip slidin away

Obsequious and oily I look down at the floor and then through my eye lashes ahead of me, through the crowd wondering if I should say out loud what I am thinking. I think not and I don’t. It smells like wet rubber, crushed leaves and stale smoke mingled with cheap perfume and I am [...]

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Like a bad lover

Fall feels like that person you see sitting on the opposite end of the sofa at a party that looks charming and interesting but as they edge closer you notice they have bad teeth and breathe, touch you when they talk and their hands are all clammy and their clothes are dirty and mismatched. You [...]

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Captain Obvious

The car hums along, away from where I was before and the radio refuses to cooperate and play anything I can sing along to that matches the blank and vacuous mood I seem to be in so early this morning. Yakyakyak. Jocks spew on about gossip, sports-hockey strangely enough. No one ever talks about hockey. [...]

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