Kookaburra

…it’s much less stressful to tie a string around that spotlight and tug a little to make sure you never quite leave its warmth.

between my ears

It’s all gone to hell.

Believe

There’s always a catch. Sometimes, it’s the fall.

SHE

…sharp teeth of an angel.

CLARIFY

I write what I feel, and I let it go.

Rightly So

There is mad, mad joy to be found.

dead me, dead you

This can’t bode well, can it?