Why Does He Do That?
posted Wednesday, March, 7th 2018, 7:38pm
You turned out the porch light...however will I navigate these stairs, I thought. You put your hand on my wrist...there was no reason, no excuse for that. But it was there, your hand on my wrist, my stuff on the porch, disappointment squeezing and strangling my heart.
When: Sunday, March, 4 2018
Where: Vancouver-on a full moon