Wet Socks

Anxiety is being caught in the rain. You were in pure sunshine, rays warming your freckled skin. Then – thunder, lightning, heavy rain drops falling fast, hard, and cold. It catches you when you’re made-up and pretty, without an umbrella, and everything is now ruined: your feet are cold and gritty in the wet socks….

Bodies on Concrete

Blue bodies on cold concrete; mildew grazing up against dehydrated skin soaked with liquor and caffeine. Adrenaline replacing purpose, rent replacing homes. Counting down on chipped and gnawed-off fingernails how many hours left – Quickly passing drinks and secrets. This is no party, this is no ball, this is simply a gathering of souls –…