2-22-2003

(This first prose writing was pulled from a file of many years. I am assuming that I was in a dark place. I’m glad I’m not there now) 2-22-2003 ¬† ¬† ¬†Everyday I seem to think back on the old times and feel a weird rolling of my stomach muscles — a tightening, a kickContinue reading “2-22-2003”