They will say I smoked cigarettes and marijuana, cursed hoarse as a crow in all my languages, and loved morphine and Demerol and tequila and pulque, women and men. I will shrug my illusion of shoulders and answer that I am a water woman, not a vessel, not something you can sail or charter. I… Read More

parky-park: I want to talk to you. There comes a time in my life where there’s that one person I want to talk to. There’s always that doubt in my mind that they won’t talk to me, or they’ll just straight up ignore me. I sometimes just can’t face rejection, or even a person simply… Read More