b minor

it's late. he's been staring at his screen for the past 2 hours, surfing, seeing but not really looking. he felt like he wanted to buy something, but once he actually started browsing, it was too hard to find the outfit he'd envisioned in his head. she'd been half-heartedly listening to youtube videos as they… Continue reading b minor


i look over at the sun. it's heating up my room, leaving me to broil in drowsy comfort. in the background, my father's voice gradually swells, repetitively battling with his duty to his students and slow understanding of technology. in the corner of my eye i see the medicine sitting on my desk. it peeks… Continue reading healing