My mind was a suspicious, surprising tool. In my early years, it spent all its time hiding away my family secrets and blending in other, more palatable scenes in order to survive. This Kenny Rogers song reminds me of that: Daytime Friends Daytime friends and nighttime lovers. Hoping no one else discovers. Where they go,Continue reading “Beautiful Decay”
A Prisoner By No Crime of My Own
Rape. Incest. Murder. Then, I turned four. Storytelling for the brokenhearted.