Month: December 2013

Slumber Party

I don’t know if I really believe in all the saints, she said, but I pray to them anyway. It makes every night feel more like a slumber party.

Slow Cure

has some sort of disease where you hallucinate & start to not believe in love, but after a year or two, or even sometimes ten or twenty, it cures itself & all that’s left are a few little red spots that twinge & ache whenever you get too near someone else that has the disease … [Read More]

Sleeping Man

What I’m mostly good at is sleeping, he once told me in confidence, but he added, I don’t see much future in it.

Slapping Sharks

What’s that thing? I said. O, that’s an oar, he said, in case we hit a calm stretch & we decide we need more excitement & also it’s good for slapping sharks.

Six Minutes

Time to come out, I told him & he said he’d only been in for 6 minutes & I said that’s not true. You’ve been in the whole day & he shrugged & said all he could remember was the last 6 minutes.