Kissoon's Loop

it's the littlest things, like hearing her call him "David" instead of "Dave." it's the tiny things, like t...

i get high in the shower before bed. i hear my father vacuuming at 10 PM, when he would usually be passed out on the couch, in front of ...

brandy and lemon drops guiding my dysthymia as I sit, mired in your essence (but my skin and its oils are not as yours, and the memories...

te echo de menos, amor del pasado

there is an old darkness pushing on me always, always. there is an old darkness that sits between me and everything. there is an old sad...

The snow falls, wind causing it to swarm like locusts or fleas in chaotic panoply beneath the lone streetlight-- standing upright in 2:3...

I was entertaining the idea of not writing this letter at all, but since I'm having trouble sleeping I might as well do something useful...