Category: Detroit
When Everything That’s Golden & Green, Goes To Hell…
This is for you, Kindra. Thank you, for you. The pain that’s been eating me up these last days, was dissipated by our deeper conversation, just enough for me to function once more. I’m relieved you’re okay, thankful for your husband’s driving. Seemed fated we should speak in the wee small hours of a Michigan/Newcastle […]
Night Train.
Marinated in his own stale sweat, he crawled deliriously from his sickbed to the fan. Knocking it on, with a feverishly shaky fist and a grunt, he returned to his acrid mattress and collapsed into stupor. The malady had him firmly in its grip, had done all day, while sounds of childish delight filtered faintly […]