lastly my eyes d r o p into the puddle of blood that lies below. they join my other limbs and organs. now I no...

(you drove too fast) I’m shedding again another layer another version of who I once was tug, jerk, rip, tear twist, slash, severe, ...

I sit next to my father at the airport, an empty seat separates us. I ask him again to clarify what he means when he says that about...