You still walk this earth, and I still bleed for you, mourn and wail for you, seeking you in every lover I have taken since.
**This piece was written years ago** There was a radio piece done by Howard Stern in 2004 that I heard about a while back; Donald Trump was his Guest. On this particular show Howard and Donald agreed-hands down that deeply troubled women made the best lovers. They discussed how they came to this conclusion. Here… Continue reading Grave Robbers and the Women who Fuck/Love Them
When I became less you, I became less myself. I am learning how to uncurl from the fetal position so that I might crawl again. I wanted to crawl to you for the for seeable future lover- Lover... Lover... Saying goodbye to you knowing that you still walk this Earth, I might as well be standing at your grave. The most torturous of all, but if we must feed our hearts lies to be full, then let us feast.