Thank God for the side streets Exhaling fog this time of year Letting me step off the boulevard And giving me a place to drown My memories of Adelina. This landscape is like a video game I interact with it Pull mysteries from it Like silver fish from the blue sea. Beneath each tile, each… More Adelina


I miss carbohydrates I miss the conviction That rotten floorboards beneath my feet Will give in at some later date When I’ve moved on to greater things That are owed to me by fate. I miss kissing him Outside that restaurant (See how I’m not addressing him? It must prove that I am repentant). I… More Complaints