A Kiss to Keep Me Motivated
Summer creeps near; I can feel laziness breathing down my neck. Huff, huff, huff. A siren’s call, promises of trips
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Summer creeps near; I can feel laziness breathing down my neck. Huff, huff, huff. A siren’s call, promises of trips
“The worst thing in the world is to try to sleep and not to.” F. Scott Fitzgerald Sleepless in Boston
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I feel a little lost, a little little, like a plastic army man or a bee. I whisper “shit” under
Here’s the rub: I have this accent. Granted, I’m not Scottish, nor does it really sound like a Scottish accent,
Continue readingKiss Me, I’m Scottish or a List of Accents to Try While Drunk
I moved to Boston from Miami. Long trip. Hours spent staring at fingernails, shoes, ceilings. I meet some people, I