Maelstrom, Chapter II: The Rip Tide
And this is the house where I I feel alone Feel alone now (_Beirut_) * * * Backpack slung over my shoulder, I walked down the busy hallway. People rushed in either direction past me, trying to get to their classrooms before the bell announced the...
Maelstrom, Chapter I: Welcome Home
Ships are launching from my chest Some have names but most do not If you find one, please, let me know what piece I've lost (_Radical Face_) * * * "What in the flying fuck is going on here?" I asked for at least the umpteenth time that hour. It...