All tagged Pain

Aristaeus Sleeps

When you can bear to think of anything, you think about Them. You think about how they must have looked on their last days. All haggard and drawn and always tired. Sort of how you imagine you look now. You wish someone could see you. 

Things Lost

The leather was worn and cracked down to the webbing underneath around his wrists and at the hem. He had purchased it at some specialty store when he was drunk soon after the miscarriage.