and she shatters like broken glass

i'm doing everything right, as far as i can tell, but not feeling much better about it

fragile

why does something so magnificent come with so little protection?

scars where its talons used to be

i realized tonight at dinner that i don't know what success is

back to the poison

the surprising truth is that i'm not really interested in coming up with anything new

providence!

i don't miss having someone to blame when things don't work out, but when things go right, it's sad having no one to thank.

a bottle of crow that says you don't exist

the fact of the matter is car crash city makes me want to fight whomever's around. or cry if i'm alone.

learning how to say hello

sometimes it's just too much

one shove from the nest

how have we never found this spot before, on the rocks with foot grooves so you can lean back and feel like falling, drinking gin and tonic out of a plastic sport bottle