Stories with a horse, ghosts, depression, alcohol, houses

I am clenching my fist.

He sits in his goddamn porch chair chain smoking.

And coughing.

Dog is collecting cancer cells by his feet. 

Refused to finish community service today. Ten hours.

Fuck head. 

I can’t stand looking at him.

I love him. 


2 thoughts on “May Heat is Unbearable

  1. That is very powerful, Amelia. Love is a funny thing.

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