I am lactose intolerant, so dairy products make me sick to my stomach. But your energy, attitude, and personality makes me sick to my soul. Just picturing your face destroys any determination to leave home on weekday mornings. The sound of your voice makes my ear drums bleed, and flowers die off as you walk by them. I thought the…
Month: March 2017
“Skittles” (Poem)
I’ve learned that cleaning can be relaxing. Whether it’s from dusting the dining room, or cleaning out that closet constructed from your conscience. Either way the goal seems to be planning for perfection, until pure from what isn’t positive. I’m sure there are people out there who won’t swim in large bodies of water. Afraid of being ate by a…
Ricky Maeweather 