Kevo sat in the back seat of his mum’s car in a drug-fueled haze. The trees and the buildings melded into one conglomerate of waves, going much slower than the speed of the car. His body felt like a pile of mush. One part in particular, somewhere in the back of his mouth, tinged with…
Inspired by all of the crazy girls in our lives. We still love you, even when you’re batshit. “You don’t love me anymore,” she kept saying on repeat. The fire from the stove licked at her pages, singing the edges and threatening to light her up like a dry pile of…
The confession booth was always one of his favorite places. In there, the good Lord washed away all of his sins and made him holy again. Without this sacred ritual, his heart could not handle the guilt of all that his lifestyle forced him to do. “Forgive me father, for I have sinned. My name…
