2024

“We are never unfaithful, we are just sometimes faithful in ways we don’t like.”

Giving Cleo some options as to how to earn some information about our upcoming date.

In which I, maybe?, get caught stealing an unwelcome glance.

A suspension of paeans, and a replacement of them with wisdom from others.

Sometimes, I imagine I’m invisible, silent, unnoticed. Sometimes, I’m wrong.

What shame is to me.

Cleo doing work for me.

I like to reward with punishment. And to punish with rewards.

Brooklyn stretches with me. And, she comes for me. For us.

I’m writing again!