The red brick walls climbs to the tin pressed ceiling. The air is clean inside, and it is cool throughout the six months of Peyton heat. Modern drops of light fell to the tables. I couldn’t sit still. I heard the recordshop owner’s van pull around to his space across the street. It always twin-backfires [...]
I deserve a break to find a place to put my belt buckle. I deserve both feet on the ground but my hands up up up and not close to here. I deserve to hope that the feet that are on the ground are mine. Through the fear and the breakdown of what i deserve, [...]
I don’t want to tell you you don’t know waiting. I’m sure you have sat in your car behind an accident. The radio being the useless automate that it is. Your back sweating and you swear the seat had more cushion this morning. Or silently hiding your disdain for the quaint old woman in line, [...]